So, we have a new success to share!
I called Target customer service yesterday only to hear that there was really nothing they could do. They filed our complaint, but had nothing to guarantee we would have a better experience.
So, we decided to bring our business and the business of 120 invited guests somewhere else.
Enter, Bed, Bath, & Beyond. The minute we walked in the door, we were treated like gold. Our coats taken, water offered, apologies for the 2.5 minute delay, walks around the store, explanations of registering, and my Bond-wanna-be fiance given full reign to use the scanner to his heart's content.
We found things at better quality, fair prices, and personalized service with a bubbly, helpful sales associate ready to make us happy. We walked away exhausted from all the work, but satisfied at the success. We may still register somewhere else - Kohl's, Crate & Barrel, or something similar, but we are happy to have the majority of items registered for.
So, I've made a 180 and am no longer crabby at the registering experience! I was happy to find someone more than willing to make me feel special and wanted! At least, someone in addition to the fiance that already makes me feel that way!
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Monday, January 25, 2010
Love to hate, hate to love.
So, we live in Minneapolis. Home of the Target headquarters. And I like Target, really, I do.
We've decided to register at Target. We went on Saturday to begin the process - we knew we might not get it all done in one shot, but we wanted to get started so that we would be done by the time Save the Dates went out.
So there we are, starting our registry, and we bring our little piece of paper to the guest service desk.
--
Target Team Member: "Oh, I'm sorry, we only have 3 working scanners right now and they're all in use."
Nikki: "Oh. Well."
Target Team Member: "Why don't I hold onto your sheet here and the next one that comes in, I'll hold it for you."
Nikki: "Okay, well, we can go pick up a few things we need and come back."
As we walk away, we hear:
Target Team Member to other Target Team Member: "So, the next one that comes in, save it because they're waiting for a scanner.
--
We walk away and get some things. Chips and salsa for the Vikings game, bathroom supplies, the usual. Then we start wandering around the bedding, the kitchen, the bathroom, the living room areas.
15 minutes after first encounter, Nick goes back to check. We've seen at least 1 person walking around with a scanner.
--
He comes back. No luck, they're all still in use.
--
We walk around some more. Nick says he'll let me get all red things for the kitchen (yay!) Before we start the long, drawn-out "What dishes should we get?" discussion, he goes back to check.
--
He comes back, dejected, and relays this interaction.
Nick standing in line. Gets to the front. Sees the first lady from initial interaction.
Target team member (looking at a different Target team member, not one of the first two): Oh, shoot, that was what we were supposed to do.
Then, to Nick: "I'm sorry, I gave the scanner to someone else."
--
Well.
We left the store. We won't be registering at that Target. I might complain to Target that I'm not so sure that I even want to register there anymore.
But they have nice things. And they're reasonably priced. And everyone loves to get gifts at Target. And Target is always my default for wedding gifts.
So we'll probably still register at Target. Just not the one in Edina, MN 55435.
We've decided to register at Target. We went on Saturday to begin the process - we knew we might not get it all done in one shot, but we wanted to get started so that we would be done by the time Save the Dates went out.
So there we are, starting our registry, and we bring our little piece of paper to the guest service desk.
--
Target Team Member: "Oh, I'm sorry, we only have 3 working scanners right now and they're all in use."
Nikki: "Oh. Well."
Target Team Member: "Why don't I hold onto your sheet here and the next one that comes in, I'll hold it for you."
Nikki: "Okay, well, we can go pick up a few things we need and come back."
As we walk away, we hear:
Target Team Member to other Target Team Member: "So, the next one that comes in, save it because they're waiting for a scanner.
--
We walk away and get some things. Chips and salsa for the Vikings game, bathroom supplies, the usual. Then we start wandering around the bedding, the kitchen, the bathroom, the living room areas.
15 minutes after first encounter, Nick goes back to check. We've seen at least 1 person walking around with a scanner.
--
He comes back. No luck, they're all still in use.
--
We walk around some more. Nick says he'll let me get all red things for the kitchen (yay!) Before we start the long, drawn-out "What dishes should we get?" discussion, he goes back to check.
--
He comes back, dejected, and relays this interaction.
Nick standing in line. Gets to the front. Sees the first lady from initial interaction.
Target team member (looking at a different Target team member, not one of the first two): Oh, shoot, that was what we were supposed to do.
Then, to Nick: "I'm sorry, I gave the scanner to someone else."
--
Well.
We left the store. We won't be registering at that Target. I might complain to Target that I'm not so sure that I even want to register there anymore.
But they have nice things. And they're reasonably priced. And everyone loves to get gifts at Target. And Target is always my default for wedding gifts.
So we'll probably still register at Target. Just not the one in Edina, MN 55435.
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
Facebook.
So, I have 277 friends on Facebook. I did not tell each and every one of them individually that I was engaged before we announced it.
I have one off-again/on-again friend of mine who I haven't seen in a while. We've talked on Gmail-chat a few times, but not a whole lot in person or on the phone lately. I've kind of droped the ball, I'll admit, but life happens. Our relationship isn't solid and mostly casual, so not something major. She was on the invite list, of course, but not on the "I must call or talk to this person before announcing my engagement on Facebook."
Apparently, I made a mistake. At least, in her eyes! After announcing our engagement, she came online on Gmail one day and said, "So when were you going to tell me you were engaged? A month after your wedding. NICE!" (That's verbatim. I copied it from my chat history.)
Oops. So, I go to e-mail her the link for this blog, thinking she'll enjoy it, and get ready to send it to her through Facebook like I did a few others. I can't find her on my list. Strange. When I use the search option, she doesn't come up. I find her and it says, "Add as friend." Well, then, I've been unfriended!
I called this weekend and played innocent, asking if she wanted to get together while Nick was watching football. Left a message, because she didn't answer. She never called back.
Unapologetically, I am taking her off my guest list.
I have one off-again/on-again friend of mine who I haven't seen in a while. We've talked on Gmail-chat a few times, but not a whole lot in person or on the phone lately. I've kind of droped the ball, I'll admit, but life happens. Our relationship isn't solid and mostly casual, so not something major. She was on the invite list, of course, but not on the "I must call or talk to this person before announcing my engagement on Facebook."
Apparently, I made a mistake. At least, in her eyes! After announcing our engagement, she came online on Gmail one day and said, "So when were you going to tell me you were engaged? A month after your wedding. NICE!" (That's verbatim. I copied it from my chat history.)
Oops. So, I go to e-mail her the link for this blog, thinking she'll enjoy it, and get ready to send it to her through Facebook like I did a few others. I can't find her on my list. Strange. When I use the search option, she doesn't come up. I find her and it says, "Add as friend." Well, then, I've been unfriended!
I called this weekend and played innocent, asking if she wanted to get together while Nick was watching football. Left a message, because she didn't answer. She never called back.
Unapologetically, I am taking her off my guest list.
Saturday, January 16, 2010
...and there was much rejoicing!
Success!
Today was a productive day in terms of wedding details. We crossed almost everything off our list that was supposed to get done today!
1. Check out the park where we want the ceremony - CHECK!
2. Start joint banking accounts so we can pay for the wedding and save up for a honeymoon - CHECK!
3. Ask groomsmen - almost CHECK! Should be done soon. The future best man has two broken elbows, so answering the phone may be a little difficult!
4. Submit permit request for the park - well, no. But we will do it on Monday when Nick is working.
Week one of the checklist done, and another week is about to begin!
This week: Mom comes to visit for a day - show her the venues and help her find an appropriate Mother of the Bride dress! Also, start thinking about photographers and narrow down the guest list. Oh, boy!
Thursday, January 14, 2010
A real story.
I also feel like I need to give you a real story to give you an idea of what this is really going to be all about.
We'll start with the classic. This past weekend we sat down to do some wedding planning. Work out the budget, figure out what we want.
So, in the midst of this, one of my bridesmaids called and left me a voicemail. On the voicemail, I hear:
"Hey, Nikki, it's ____. Just calling to tell you that I bought my dress for the wedding. I think it's like the one that ___ (another bridesmaid) texted you. It's really cute and it was on sale for $60 and I bought it. Anyway, life is pretty crazy here, so I just decided to buy it."
Ohhhhhkay.
So, I haven't decided on bridesmaids dresses yet. I haven't decided for sure on colors, shades, styles, if it will be all the same, different, whatnot.
So Bridesmaid number 2 who had texted me the picture calls to see if I've heard. She says, "What was she thinking? Why would you buy the dress?" My thoughts exactly!
I finally end up talking to her, she's going a mile-a-minute telling me about how life is crazy and she wanted to just get one thing taken care of. Then, she proceeds to tell me that she didn't buy the dress in the darker, teal color that I liked, but rather, she bought it in the lighter blue color because it was in her size. Oh, but don't worry, she assures me, there's a 90-day return policy.
So I basically tell her that she hast o return it. The next day she e-mails me saying, "I hope you understand why I bought the dress." I say, "Well, I think I understood, but please don't buy anything else until you hear from me on what I've decided."
In my head I'm screaming, "It's my wedding! Let me pick the dress. For that little escapade, I'm tempted to chose another dress, just to spite you!"
Okay, well, I'm a little childish right there. But anyway, dress probably returned? I hope so! Otherwise she just bought herself a nice, $60, summer dress for another occasion!
Here's the dress she bought, wrong color and all.
We'll start with the classic. This past weekend we sat down to do some wedding planning. Work out the budget, figure out what we want.
So, in the midst of this, one of my bridesmaids called and left me a voicemail. On the voicemail, I hear:
"Hey, Nikki, it's ____. Just calling to tell you that I bought my dress for the wedding. I think it's like the one that ___ (another bridesmaid) texted you. It's really cute and it was on sale for $60 and I bought it. Anyway, life is pretty crazy here, so I just decided to buy it."
Ohhhhhkay.
So, I haven't decided on bridesmaids dresses yet. I haven't decided for sure on colors, shades, styles, if it will be all the same, different, whatnot.
So Bridesmaid number 2 who had texted me the picture calls to see if I've heard. She says, "What was she thinking? Why would you buy the dress?" My thoughts exactly!
I finally end up talking to her, she's going a mile-a-minute telling me about how life is crazy and she wanted to just get one thing taken care of. Then, she proceeds to tell me that she didn't buy the dress in the darker, teal color that I liked, but rather, she bought it in the lighter blue color because it was in her size. Oh, but don't worry, she assures me, there's a 90-day return policy.
So I basically tell her that she hast o return it. The next day she e-mails me saying, "I hope you understand why I bought the dress." I say, "Well, I think I understood, but please don't buy anything else until you hear from me on what I've decided."
In my head I'm screaming, "It's my wedding! Let me pick the dress. For that little escapade, I'm tempted to chose another dress, just to spite you!"
Okay, well, I'm a little childish right there. But anyway, dress probably returned? I hope so! Otherwise she just bought herself a nice, $60, summer dress for another occasion!
Here's the dress she bought, wrong color and all.
Baptize this blog with a post!
Hello Friends!
Well, many of you have probably heard the stories already. You've heard about crazy wedding planning from all sorts of people.
Welcome to WTF Wedding Planning! For a season between now and August when we get married, I'm going to give you the good, the bad, and the ugly. And the WTF moments!
Hopefully the stories will be brimming and you'll be full of laughter and tears right up until the moment that you're standing at the ceremony as we get ready to marry each other!
Sit back, relax, and enjoy!
Well, many of you have probably heard the stories already. You've heard about crazy wedding planning from all sorts of people.
Welcome to WTF Wedding Planning! For a season between now and August when we get married, I'm going to give you the good, the bad, and the ugly. And the WTF moments!
Hopefully the stories will be brimming and you'll be full of laughter and tears right up until the moment that you're standing at the ceremony as we get ready to marry each other!
Sit back, relax, and enjoy!
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