Although now very excited about my registry, it hasn't been the smoothest process. I am still eight months out from the wedding, and really wasn't planning on registering until the fall. Due to some requests, the fiance and I decided we would put together a very small registry at Williams-Sonoma, just so people could get an idea of the sorts of things we (um, I?) like. Unfortunately, he had to work late the evening we were supposed to meet at the store, so I was left to look over everything on my own. This turned out to be a real blessing in disguise. No matter how easy you think this is going to be- it isn't. Suddenly I was in a panic- there are so many options! Will I still like the color blue in three years? Will my future kitchen be sleek and modern or quaint and cottage-y? Anyway, it didn't help that the Williams-Sonoma in Columbus Square had basically nothing in stock. Then I started to notice that all the glassware was not only jumbled, but...awfully dirty. About twenty minutes in I was standing in the barware section next to a very irritated little man. Apparently he was throwing some sort of major party and needed 100 of something (glasses? bowls? I'm just not sure). Anyway, he started sort of talking to me, and it went like this:
Whhyyyyy do they have nothing in stock? And it's completely fiiiilthy in here. [Well, no argument there.] I mean, they say no one shops, but it's a self-fulfilling prophesy. What's the enticement? Why would I want to be here? [Again, no argument on my part. Plus, I wasn't going to disagree with a middle aged, cranky male party planner, even if he was six inches shorter.] And, on top of that, there's a mouse. [Huh?] No, really, there's a mouse right over there.
And sure enough, a little mouse was scampering across the floor. Now, mice are a given in Manhattan. They just are, and I would honestly take those over roaches or rats. But not in dear Williams-Sonoma, when I really just wanted to have a lovely registration experience. Not to mention that the store is directly over the Whole Foods where I buy my produce...hmmmm. I think I need to go out to the suburbs for my next registry, not to mention my grocery shopping.