I, regretfully, got married at City Hall

Post #212,240 by bionerd 6/23/05 8:26:19 AM 6/23/05 8:34:05 AM Reply	I, regretfully, got married at City Hall I had just finished graduate school, was starting a new job in a week, -- decided it was most practical to go to City Hall to make things legal. At the time it seemed like the right thing to do. Now I regret not having the big church wedding and fairy tale dress. Ah well, live and learn I guess. Edited by bionerd June 23, 2005, 08:34:05 AM EDT I, regretfully, got married at City Hall I had just gotten my finished graduate school, was starting a new job in a week, -- decided it was most practical to go to City Hall to make things legal. At the time it seemed like the right thing to do. Now I regret not having the big church wedding and fairy tale dress. Ah well, live and learn I guess. Collapse All History
Post #212,245 by Another Scott 6/23/05 8:33:51 AM Reply	We got married in the Justice of the Peace's living room. It was very nice. We were in some mildly fancy clothes, but otherwise it was very low key. Her parents, her sister and brother-in-law to be, and me. Though in principle it would have been nice to have some of my family there, it wasn't practical. I don't think I would have changed a thing. Don't have regrets; there's always next time. :-) Cheers, Scott.
Post #212,256 by mmoffitt 6/23/05 10:24:42 AM Reply	Perhaps next time ;0) bcnu, Mikem It would seem, therefore, that the three human impulses embodied in religion are fear, conceit, and hatred. The purpose of religion, one might say, is to give an air of respectibility to these passions. -- Bertrand Russell
Post #212,264 by Andrew Grygus 6/23/05 11:45:53 AM Reply	Ah, yes, and you would have gotten a great photo album. It's so satisfying to pull the pictures out one by one, cut off the groom and return the pictures to the album. I spent a couple years running final inspection and shipping for an outfit that did wedding photography and also processed films and made prints for other wedding photographers. Biggest disaster was getting a couple of weddings mixed up. Everything is so standardized your only hope was to sort by the bridesmaid's dresses. My all-time favorite was an ultra-lavish Jewish wedding in San Francisco. They had a full size circus tent for the reception and the guests numbered in the hundreds. Professional entertainers, gourmet caterers, absolutely the works. The cost must have been beyond mere accounting, they probably had to hire astronomers to handle numbers that big. There were many albums to be made up, each with dozens of pictures and every picture a full color 8x10. The denizens of the darkrooms printed to roll paper for a week. Finally they were ready to run, so we shut down everything else and the processing machines ran roll after roll of paper for that wedding all day long. By the end of the day we had multiple stacks of 8x10 prints over a yard high and were starting to package them for shipment to the photog. Then the photog called. "Is there any chance of canceling that order? "No, we just finished running it, but why?" "They got an annulment." Of course the bride's family is responsible for paying for the pictures no matter what, but when you're dealing with rich folks you'll have to sue for your money even if everything worked out. I'm sure the photog, experienced with "society" people in San Francisco, figured on suing for his money in the first place. All our photogs who worked Beverly Hills added legal costs to every quote - it's the only way rich people pay. [link\|http://www.aaxnet.com\|AAx]
Post #212,337 by Ashton 6/23/05 7:25:44 PM Reply	QED on that.. but not Always - In my audio consulting avocation days.. One of my clients owned an Insurance Co. 'here' and in Mexico.. Finally it came time to wire/install his Rock House at Huntington Lake (E of Fresno). 'Summer stone House' built for the eons + the snows. Regaled, dined from kitchen featuring all the toys, incl. steam tables + most gorgeous tostadas the world has seen. Hands me a then-$50Kish Purdy shotgun - more accurately; I snatched it from him as he was fumbling with DT-hands {He drank. They drank. I sipped.} as he was trying to fit the mondo-precision receiver to barrel! (I snatched, er muy delicado.) Later on, I'd leave my Citro\ufffdn in their SF garage, take his Grand Marquis lead barge (equipped with Sheriff badge in corner of dash.. in case 'stopped') to hook-up the audio (pop-tunes, TJ-brass) at The Lake. This despite: my having installed a monstro-Cannon connector with all speakers routed == to match his home setup / move huge Sargent-Rayment tube amp twixt the Compounds. He could never manage to plug/unplug; ackshully, I think he just enjoyed my snippy company; his kids were all $oriented, waiting for his liver to finish the seppuku, so they could SpendSSpendSpend.. and this was before the Ma(u)lling of Murica. I'd ackshully listen to him. An OK sorta guy; shallow, as seems to go with perpetual pursuit of $$ .. but not a vicious bone anywhere. Endearing, such an exception! No? The not-Always part: Once I'd delivered some new toy, for which he paid out of his sock drawer the anticipated amount. When I got home I noticed the thin stack was $50 short. Think. tact. Ummm, might a bill have slipped out of that bunch? I seem to have $___ . . . {Pause / goes back to drawer} Dang! yer right... etc. That and a few other episodes elsewhere, pretty much confirms your SueMe generalization re Rich VS those Orgs who deferentially cater to whimsical wants.. but if they Like You, sometimes the hard way is chosen - DoRightThing. moi? defending-the-Rich?? \ufffdAy Caramba!\ufffd!
Post #212,339 by Another Scott 6/23/05 7:33:27 PM Reply	:-)

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