I set up an appointment yesterday to be here at 10 AM when they opened. I get here at 10 AM and no one is here. I call and the answering machine says that they’re either with a customer or I’ve called when they are not open. The sign on the door says 10 AM. It is now 1015.
UPDATE: At 10:40 I called again, from home. Apparently the guy who was supposed to open was sick and called in last minute. Because of the inconvenience, the guy is giving us 40% off of the Converse Jamie’s brother will be wearing. So that’s great. The guy set everything up and is sending me an email confirmation. I asked him why it was too difficult for the guy to set this all up yesterday on the phone and I was given a pretty bullshit answer. Thanks for wasting my time twice, Men’s Wearhouse. At least that shit is crossed off the fucking list.
Now my grandmother is inviting people to my bridal shower that she assumes I’m inviting to the wedding.
PS: I’ve been tagging all my wedding posts with “wedding shit” so you can put it in your Tumblr Savior if you’re over it. I will not blame you one bit if you are.
Apparently creating an account, saving a style, and generating a profile on Men’s Wearhouse’s website is not enough information for the store to put into their system and so I have to go there tomorrow morning to tell them everything I just told them over the phone. We only have one man standing up in the wedding and two dads. Kinda pissed that we even have to deal with this but whatever. It’ll be another thing crossed off the list.