Of churches and reservations

On the same day that we got back from Tagaytay, Dodie and I went straight to the Parish of the Holy Sacrifice to make our reservation. Virtually everything else depended on the church - the reception venue, the caterer, the flowers, among others. That's why we decided to get it out of the way as soon as possible.

So with money in hand, Dodie and I went to the parish office and talked to the person in charge. Guess what? We weren't allowed to make the reservation. The person in charge told us that: 1) it was too early for us to make a reservation; 2) she had no logbook to record the reservation in and; 3) we should reserve 4 MONTHS before the date we wanted. She refused to hear our pleas that someone else might reserve the date ahead of us and patronizingly said that wouldn't be the case.


To say that I was frustrated would be the biggest understatement of the year. All the while, people kept telling me to reserve the church soon because slots go fast. In fact, the people in the churches in Tagaytay kept prodding us to reserve on the spot. But there we were, with money and all, rejected by the person in charge of weddings in the only church I wanted to get married in.

On the way home, I couldn't even talk to Dodie. He knew me enough not to talk to me about what had just happened. I knew that we would encounter problems along the way, I just didn't expect the first one to come from the church.