So this past weekend the bf graduated from community college with his AAS. To celebrate the occasion, we decided to host a party Saturday afternoon once the ceremony was over. Weeks ago (WEEKS AGO) we stopped by a local restaurant and reserved their private room, talked about menus, arrangements, etc, and for the 10 days leading up to Saturday, I was emailing with a manager finalizing menus and such for our 50 confirmed guests. I ordered the cake & balloons a week in advance from a store right around the corner from the restaurant so I would be able to drop in, grab the cake and balloons, and head straight to the restaurant.
The actual graduation ceremony ran a little longer than I had anticipated; I had no idea it was the largest graduation class in the college's history! But the ceremony was great, and it was really nice to see the bf so excited about his accomplishment. It really isn't easy to work full time and attend classes, let alone wrap up an AAS inside of 3 years.
I showed up at the store to find that my cake and balloons were not ready, and that totally screwed up my time line. Then as I was trying to get the balloons in the car, the grocery cart with the ½ sheet cake in it rolled down the aisle in the parking lot about 50 feet from me. At the same time, a gust of wind took the balloons out of the back of my car and in a direction 90 degrees from the path of the cart. I ran after the cake for a rescue, and luckily the balloons got hung on the side mirror of another vehicle in the next row over from where I was parked. Once I finally had the situation under control again, I noticed a 70+ year old woman laughing hysterically in her car. She was laying forward over the steering wheel cracking up. Nice.
I showed up at the store to find that my cake and balloons were not ready, and that totally screwed up my time line. Then as I was trying to get the balloons in the car, the grocery cart with the ½ sheet cake in it rolled down the aisle in the parking lot about 50 feet from me. At the same time, a gust of wind took the balloons out of the back of my car and in a direction 90 degrees from the path of the cart. I ran after the cake for a rescue, and luckily the balloons got hung on the side mirror of another vehicle in the next row over from where I was parked. Once I finally had the situation under control again, I noticed a 70+ year old woman laughing hysterically in her car. She was laying forward over the steering wheel cracking up. Nice.
At this point I was running 25+ minutes late, and when I showed up at the restaurant (it was right at 3 pm when the party was to begin) about 10 of my guests were standing outside. What the heck?!!!??!? The restaurant totally dropped the ball and didn’t have the room set up or any of the food ready. The earth may have shifted slightly on its axis at this point; my temper was at a F5/Category 5/10.0 on the Richter scale level.
The manager coming on to duty was also the general manager, and he quickly got everyone working on things and it recovered very well. It also earned me 30% off my bill and use of the room for the whole night instead of just until 6 pm, like I had contracted. Luckily the kitchen had the food out quickly and the servers were exceptionally attentive with drinks orders, so none of the guests that arrived after 3:15 had a clue anything was out of place to begin with.
It ended up being a great day even though it was rocky in the middle.
The manager coming on to duty was also the general manager, and he quickly got everyone working on things and it recovered very well. It also earned me 30% off my bill and use of the room for the whole night instead of just until 6 pm, like I had contracted. Luckily the kitchen had the food out quickly and the servers were exceptionally attentive with drinks orders, so none of the guests that arrived after 3:15 had a clue anything was out of place to begin with.
It ended up being a great day even though it was rocky in the middle.
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