@Asia: I saw the title of your post and thought, “Uh oh, she went to David’s Bridal.”
Yeah. They are the WORST COMPANY IN THE ENTIRE WORLD. I hate David’s Bridal beyond belief.
My Maid/Matron of Honor got married a few years back and dealt with this garbage, so when I went for my own dress, they tried to have me sign, I made SUCH A STINK.
Me: “No, I won’t put any of my information down on anything because I don’t want my information given away or sold or passed around whatsoever”
DB: “Oh, well all you have to do is check the box at the bottom, and we won’t share your information!”
Me: “NO. You’re a liar. My Maid/Matron of Honor went through this shit two years ago with you people. AND SHE CHECKED THE STUPID BOX.”
DB: “Well I’m sorry for your Maid/Matron of Honor, something must have been mixed up or she forgot to check the box…. but I can assure you, if you check the box, we won’t share your information. We will only contact you to confirm alterations appointments or to tell you your dress has come in.”
Me: “You’re telling me, you’re PROMISING ME, that if I check this box, right here, this one…. I will NOT receive a SINGLE phone call or text or email or letter in the mail EXCEPT for you confirming appointments. That’s a PROMISE?”
DB: “That’s what the box is there for, if you don’t want your information shared! :)”
Me: “-grumble growl grrr- FINE. BUT DON’T YOU DARE SHARE ANY PIECE OF MY INFORMATION WITH ANYONE. You will not get a PENNY from me or any of my bridal party if I receive even ONE contact from someone else.”
— I checked the box, AND wrote all over the paper, in GIANT, CAPITAL, BOLD letters: “I DO NOT WANT TO BE CONTACTED FOR ANY REASON WHATSOEVER EXCEPT TO CONFIRM APPOINTMENTS.” I wrote it at the top, the bottom, and even along the SIDE of the page. —
……..And I still got harassed for 10 months.
I had to call the store, yell at some managers, call corporate, file a complaint with the company. They told me 10-14 business days before I’d be off the list. TWO FUCKING MONTHS LATER I WAS STILL GETTING CALLS AND LETTERS AND EMAILS. So I called everyone and raised hell all over again, screaming and cursing and threatening people.
Finally, they stopped.
I hope you have better luck than me.