- rachaelrobin
- 8 years ago
- Wedding: January 2011
Let me set the scene for you lovely ladies.
We are on vacation with FIs family – all 20 of us crammed into FIs aunt’s shore house. I’ve gone every year and we always have a blast, albeit very crowded, blast.
This morning, I decided that I should make good use of this vacation and take my jr. Bridesmaid or Best Man (FI’s eldest female cousin) out dress shopping to pick out her gown for the wedding. Fun, right? I thought so.
Well within 15 minutes, not only was my jr. Bridesmaid or Best Man coming, but her mom (FI’s aunt 1), Future Mother-In-Law, my flower girl, her mom (FI’s aunt 2) and FI’s grandmom and I were all in the van heading to the bridal salon.
I had called in advance, not only to set up our initial appointment, but to advise that we would be bringing quite the entourage to the appointment. All was well on the trip over.
Well, let me tell you, once we walked into the store all bets were off. The lady (with whom I spoke with to set up the appointment) totally blew me off when I introduced myself and my BM/flower girl. She started grumbling that her assistant called out sick and told us to pick out dresses ourselves. This would possibly be understandable, BUT WE WERE THE ONLY PEOPLE IN THE STORE. Then! and the next serious of events really ticked me off, she fought with me over the dress designer I had chosen, tried to bully me into picking another designer, and then said to my Future Mother-In-Law while I stood right next to them “Oh well, I tried to make her choose another designer for the gowns. She wants a fabric that’s hard to come by. But she wouldn’t accept my opinion.”
Are you serious? No, I don’t want to chose another desginer; most of my BMs have ordered their dresses already. Do not refer to me in the third person while I am standing next to the person you are speaking with. And do not, do not talk on the phone, while my party is your only customer, instead of helping my BM/flower girl into their dresses!
UGH!!!!!!!!!!!
Please feel free to share your stories of crazy bridal saleswomen…