Oh, yes, my wedding snafu: On the night before the wedding, I decided to stay at the hotel where the reception hall was. (Reception hall was lovely, with very professional staff. Hotel - not so much.) I booked my room well in advance. They tried to stick me in a tiny little room with a twin bed! Other guests (paying the same rate) had much nicer, larger rooms with king, queen, or 2 double beds, and the hotel was definitely not full. My out-of-town bridesmaid offered to switch rooms, which was sweet of her, but I was on the warpath, since I knew they had better rooms available. And they did... they handed me the key to a different room. I got to the room, unlocked the door, and discovered a couple of suitcases. The room was occupied!
After I went medieval on the front desk staff (do
not upset a bride), they offered me a very nice room in the hotel's tower at the same rate (these rooms are normally quite a bit more expensive).
So I got up to the room and checked over all my things. Dress, check; slip, check; hose, check; makeup, check; jewelry, check; shoes - OH SH**!!! My poor husband had to drive all the way back into the city, late at night, to retrieve my shoes from our apartment. Yet he married me anyway
