I finished my seating chart yesterday and wrote all the table numbers on the escort cards. As I'm writing the last set of numbers, my fi comes in, looks at the chart, and asks me to seat his brother with his friends instead of with his family. At 10:00 at night. Then he wants to know why I'm working on this, and when I'm coming to bed.
Luckily, I had it sorted out by 8am this morning, but now I have to go redo all of the cards for people whose tables changed.
End vent.
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