I've been meeting with DOC candidates (lack of a better term) for my wedding. I started a new job which includes a 35min commute one way and man, I just don't feel like handling everything anymore. So I met with my final DOC meeting today and man. Whew. BOY HOWDY. This is how one part of our meeting went:
DOC: "So, are you familiar with the various roles of your bridal party?"
Me: "Wear a dress they're probably never going to wear again, smile and be sober. Ish."
DOC: "No no. That's not what your bridal party is for. Your bridal party is there for YOU."
*hands over ungodly list of ridiculous job descriptions of every person in bridal party. INCLUDING CHILDREN.*
*I look over this ridiculous packet of information, aghast in my own mind*
Me: "Okay, well that's nice."
Read: YOU'RE FIRED.
No wonder new brides think their bridal party is a "Fetch this, bitch!" crew. I just can't, in good conscious, perpetuate her BS by giving her my money.