Dawn ,'Sleeper'
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Thanks for the ~ma. And, no. Logic has no place in beaurocracy.
Another bridezilla suggestion, and I may be the only person in Christendom evil enough to do it, is to briefly take up the role of spiritual mentor, and trot out chapter&verse on not having a whiny complaining attitude, complete with suggesting that God will not bless a marriage that starts out with this kind of attitude.
All of my suggestions involve intimidation and/or yellow crime tape, Susan. Better you than me.(Although the thought of a wedding coordinator coming on all cop-like and saying "We can do this the hard way or the easy way," amuses muchly.) Good thoughts for Sail and fam. And Timelies...feels like I've not been here for ages.
And Timelies...feels like I've not been here for ages.
God, seriously! It's been like what, three days?
{{{Sail and family}}}
Feelings are not facts, of course. What can I say? I'm a fiend. My book has just been the drug of choice lately.
Said in a treacly professional telephone voice?I don't think Susan can do this, as she is employed by the church as wedding coordinator. She can't be sending people away.
Lois Lane is dead?
She was dead until Superman went back in time (by going faster than light) and saved her.
Damn.
signed,
Sorry, I Just Don't Like Lois
Susan, I was never a specific wedding coordinator, but as office manager for a beautiful old church in the Boston area, I did deal with some weddings. The people involved were totally mellow, so I was pretty lucky there. My advice (because I *did* constantly have to tell people that they could not could not have the run of the place, which was often challenging) is to just stick to your guns, keep repeating that you don't know about the fridge, the this the that, that the groups involved have a right to be there as well. Does she have a contract of any kind?
Just stick to the facts again and again, and don't let her get you riled up. Let her know (preferably in writing) what her responsibilities are.
Signed, BTDT.
((((Sail)))) I'm so sorry.
{{Sail and famliy}}
Dude. If I don't get off my ass and be productive really, REALLY soon, I will have wasted my entire four day weekend drinking coffee, going out for meals when I shouldn't, and watching movies with my friends. Not cleaning, not doing laundry, not sending Tim his package to Iraq or bringing my change to the bank to pay the deposit for my room to NOLA.
I'm naughty. NAUGHTY!