Scene:
Today I had lunch at the Corner Bakery in my building. I sat by myself for the glorious hour in which I get to read Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince, and try not to listen to the conversations around me in the crowded restaurant. However, the couple next to me was A) so close and B) having such an interesting conversation, I keep reading the same paragraph over and over because I couldn't help listening to them.
Woman: your mom called me today.
Man: uh oh.
Woman: yeah. She was all, "I really think you should register." And I said, "we'll see," and she said, "you need to register" and I said, "I hear you I'm just not sure how I feel about it." And THEN she said........
I immediately look for an engagement ring. And...it's a good one. Ok, back to the Pensieve. Dumbledore is talking, pay attention...
Man: well, what do you want to do?
Woman: I'm not opposed to registering, I just don't know what we need to register for. Do we register for dishes? Do we register for linens? Do we register for towels? Pots and pans? I don't know. What do you think? I just, I don't know.
Man: Well, we have a month and a half.
I'm thinking, oooh! I can help these people! I'll politely interrupt them and tell them that I'm sorry to bother them but I couldn't help overhearing, and I want them to know that they can register for their honeymoon like I did, and it will be so easy and then they can send an email to all their friends....and also, a MONTH and a HALF!? What are you people THINKING?
Woman (suddenly crying): I know you don't CARE about favors, but really, they were only $300! That's only a dollar each, OK!?!
Man begins mumbling, clearly does not know how to deal with his fiancee who is sobbing in Corner Bakery, and hasn't done anything to console her. Awkwaaard....
At this point, I'm...thrilled that I didn't stick my nose in their business and interrupt them. Clearly, this is a volital situation, of which I do not want to be a part. However, the therapist/wedding planner in me wanted to help so badly. I wished that I could stand up, grab my purse and, as I was walking out, slip my An Event Less Ordinary business card on their table. They so obviously need our help!

Unfortunately, we don't have business cards yet. Jesse has designed a gorgeous card that look just like the
website, but alas, we don't have a phone number yet. I wish that wasn't a stumbling block, but...it really is. So once we finish our
Professional Bridal Consultant courses and get a phone number, I'll be able to force myself on unsuspecting restaurant patrons who argue and cry about their wedding in public.