Friday, February 5, 2010

Weddings are STUPID!


Weddings. Are. Stupid.


Let me explain...


I work weddings ALL the time, I bartend for them. I LOVE weddings. I make LOTS of money at weddings.


I would rather WORK a wedding than be A PART of the wedding.


Lover's best friend is getting married in April and he is one of two groomsmen and the best man. A few weeks ago, they all went out looking for a suit/tux to wear. They didn't really find anything, BUT there was this awesome deal for a tux. It would be like $75 for everything. Isn't that great? It's a wonderful deal and it saves EVERYONE money! YAY! So... They decide they will go back closer to the wedding date and get those...


What happens today?


Ring ring.... ring... ring ring...


"Hi, Baby!"


"Hey, so did you redue the budget?"


I have our finances budgeted out for a year and I am updating it daily or when major things change.


"Yup."


"Where is it?"


Where the hell is this conversation going? I don't know why Lover is so worried about it, it's not like he has ANY access to spend money. I took that away from him. "I forgot it at work yesterday, why?"


"Well, Jeff*, Joe's* best man, got us suits."


"Oh wow, that's great! I mean, he bought them for you guys."


"Well, he bought them, but we have to pay him back."


Now, I didn't even know the amount. Frankly, how much Jeff paid for the suits is irrelevant, because JEFF never should have gone out and made a financial decision without consulting the rest of the group. JEFF needs to take a Business 101 class on how things are handled in the REAL world. Because in the real World, if I don't tell you that I want something, you don't get it for me. AND if you do get it for me, you don't ask me to pay you for it. I didn't want it. If I wanted it, I would have told you. Did I tell you I wanted it? No. Well?


"Oh?"


"Yea, it uhhh..." (I always know when Lover is going to tell me something I don't want to hear because he says uhhhh, well, ummm a lot) "it came out to about $600 so we owe him about $216."


"My ass! We can't afford that. Who the hell does Jeff think he is? He can't just go out and make a financial decision for everyone. I thought you guys all agreed on getting the tux's"


"So did I."


"Well, you need to call Joe and tell him we can't afford it. You need to tell him that Jeff had no right make that decision and if anyone decided to wear suits, then we could have RENTED yours. We don't have the money. I swear if we have to buy this suit, then Joe doesn't get a wedding present. We. Can't. Afford. It. You need to fix this."


"I'll call Joe and just tell him we weren't expecting this."


"Yea, and make sure he knows we CANNOT afford it. And that Jeff had no right doing this."


"Okay, Babe. I am sure he is at work right now, but I'll call him."


I'm still PISSED! It's things like this that make me want to take up smoking again.


* Names changed just in case the rest of the World knows who they are, I want to protect them from being publicly flogged for stupidity! Well, maybe I don't want to protect them from it, but I certainly don't want to be sued for their flogging, if you know what I mean ;)

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