An Affair to Remember
It was supposed to be a catered dinner after church as part of their stewardship campaign. Well, it will be remembered all right, just not for the reasons the church wanted. The parish hall looked lovely, everyone was dressed up, including our kids (not quite so happily).
But there was NO FOOD. Nil. Nada. Zippo. The caterer didn't show. She was supposed to be there by 11am to serve at 12:00. When word went out that the food wasn't there yet, they asked people to wait a bit to see if she would show. Meanwhile, they decided to go ahead and have the children's choir (including M) practice - instead of waiting until after the dinner. Good thing, because the caterer still hadn't shown by 12:45 when choir practice was over and we left. We heard later that the caterer couldn't find the church - because she had forgotten which church she was supposed to be at. And she had no phone number to call. And she hadn't left a cell phone number with anyone at the church. And she hadn't called her own number to check for messages. Amazing. I can't imagine how she manages to run a business like this.
But there was NO FOOD. Nil. Nada. Zippo. The caterer didn't show. She was supposed to be there by 11am to serve at 12:00. When word went out that the food wasn't there yet, they asked people to wait a bit to see if she would show. Meanwhile, they decided to go ahead and have the children's choir (including M) practice - instead of waiting until after the dinner. Good thing, because the caterer still hadn't shown by 12:45 when choir practice was over and we left. We heard later that the caterer couldn't find the church - because she had forgotten which church she was supposed to be at. And she had no phone number to call. And she hadn't left a cell phone number with anyone at the church. And she hadn't called her own number to check for messages. Amazing. I can't imagine how she manages to run a business like this.
posted by owlfan at 6:45 PM
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It's not fun, but it's one of those stories that you look back on and laugh! If nothing else, it's good for a "Would you believe...." moment!
Reminds me of the time that we scheduled J's birthday party at a gymnastics place. And they forgot, even though I called 'em the day before to confirm. They weren't even open, and left me outside the door with a bunch of 5YOs, M, and a 9 day old E. Nothing like planning a party on the fly while dealing with a newborn! At least it was summer so we went to a park instead and led off the the (now-melting) ice cream.
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