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I wish I could get married! You're so lucky![/quote]
Don't ever say that. My caterers are now my Aunts Betty and Gina, along with Uncle Eric because I wasn't allowed a HIRED caterer in the hall I chose. So I have to pass them off as family that is bringing in food. Why didn't I use the hall's caterer?
Phone call #1:
Me: Hello, my name is Gia and I would like to set something up for catering my wedding 30 DAYS in advance.
Caterer: Can you call me back Tuesday between 9 and 1?
Me: Sure no problem.
Phone call # 2: Tuesday, 12pm
Me: I'm calling to set up the catering
Caterer: I'm sorry, this is the lunch crowd call me back in an hour.
Me: Okay.
Phone call # 3: Tuesday 1:15
Me: I'm calling to set up catering....
Caterer's friend/coworker: I'm sorry, she's busy now.
Me: I'll call back.
Phone call # 4: Tuesday 1:45
Me: I'm calling...
Caterer's friend/coworker: I'm sorry she's still busy.
Me: Okay.
Phone call # 5: Tuesday 2pm
Me: I'm ...
C f/c-w: Busy.
Me: Bye.
Phone call # 6: The following Monday 12pm
Caterer: You should have set up catering over a week ago.
Me: You never talked to me.
Caterer: (aggravated) I guess I could still set something up for you.
Me: I've gone in a different direction.
After you're done arguing with the caterer, move on to your fiance's mother.
Phone call: Saturday, September 3 1:00pm
Fiance's Mother: You know your grandparents' anniversary is two days after your wedding.
Fiance: Yep, 52 years.
Fiance's Mother: really? That long? I thought it was 51.
Fiance: No 50 was two years ago when I graduated and you tried to pass their anniversary party off as a graduation party for me as well.
Fiance's Mom: I don't remember that.
Me: (snide remark approaching) You wouldn't.
Fiance's Mom: What was that?
Fiance: I was scratching my nose, Mom.
Fiance's Mom: So do you think I could bring a cake to the reception for my parents?
Me: No. NO. NOOO. No.
Fiance's Mom: Who was that?
Fiance: Mom, No.
Fiance's Mom: I see how it is, you don't care about your grandparents.
Me: No, it's just inconsiderate.
Fiance's Mom: Now I know I heard someone that time.
And so on. So no, you DON'T want to get married.
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Mediocrity at its most average.