The Bride and The Big Bridal Business Beast

Today I went back to David’s Bridal to pick up my shoes for the wedding. I had left them there to get dyed to match the dress. (They were white and the dress is ivory.) In the past, I have had very good service there. In fact I was surprised at the level of good service as David’s always seemed to me to be the “Walmart” of bridal stores. Well, today I reminded that one good service incident does not necessarily mean there will be good service in the future. I walked in to get my shoes and was ignored by the lady talking on the phone. So I headed over to the main registers and the girl behind it greeted me timidly, and then cut me off in the middle of my telling her why I was there to help the women who apparently she was supposed to be helping before she started to talk to me. When they were gone, she asked me again, what I needed. I told her I had to pick up my shoes, and she got them for me. I was handed a box, one corner of the shoe box was crushed and broken, the shoes were inside, bouncing around in the broken box, not tissue paper, cardboard, anything to protect them from damage, and the worst part about this was that no one seemed to think this was a problem.
I am glad that I have decided to keep this wedding more and more stripped down. The more I get involved with “Wedding Big Business” the less I want to get married.