People always seem totally fascinated when I mention that I work in the wedding industry. Although my job is not nearly as glamorous as it sounds, it is a gold mine for good stories. I decided it would be a fun idea to write some of them down-- keep a record of the insanity so to speak. Having been to way more than my fair share of weddings, I can definitely say they are a spectacular place for people watching.
Here is a conversation I had with a bride during a rehearsal:
Me: So do you have a ring bearer that will be involved in the ceremony?
Bride: Yes. His name is Evan.
Me: Great! How old is Evan?
Me: Ok, well since he's so young, I would probably suggest that the best man holds the rings and he just carries an empty pillow.
Bride: Well we figured out a way to strap them to his back. He's really well trained so he should be fine. Hopefully he doesn't get scared and pee on the carpet.
Me: Uh.... Um.... Gee....
Bride: We'll let him out of his cage right before the ceremony starts.
Bride: One of the flower girls agreed to walk him down the aisle.
Me: Oh sure. That will probably help him behave.
Bride: We'll give her a treat to carry if she needs to coax him.
Me: We have some suckers for kids, but they might be sticky and get on his clothes.
Bride: What? Oh, no! Evan is my Dalmatian.
Later that evening...
Bride: Would you mind getting Evan something to eat?
Me: Not at all. What do you recommend?
Bride: Give him some of the prime rib. He can eat the groom's piece.
Me: Are you sure?
Bride: Yes, of course. And he only eats from a martini glass. I never feed him anything unless it's in a martini glass.
Me: We'll see what we can do for you.
I need to also add that Evan was part of the receiving line for the duration of the event. He sat next to the bride's mother and guests were expected to greet him warmly and make polite conversation.
Good boy, Evan.