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Saturday was the day we had earmarked for registering at each of our two stores. However, Friday night, when the holiday season filled up all the parking at the movie theatre, Mr. Bubblegum suggested we get our Macy’s registering out of the way.
All in all, I must say, it was a pleasant experience. They were very accommodating, despite the odd hour at which we decided to register (is it odd? I’m not sure. We started at 7:30 on a Friday night). However, we met quite the cast of characters, not all pleasant.
Woman Who Signed Us Up - Very nice and very helpful. Was rather upset that we weren’t planning to look at fine china and insisted we do so. Gave us our free gift (w00t!) which, as she pointed out, is made by the people who make Swiss Army Knives:


Boy Who Worked In Bedding - Made me giggle. He could not have been older than 18, but he was SUPER excited to help us out. Gave us his personal towel recommendation (which, as it turns out, we had already registry-gunned!), the Hotel Collection:


Happy Former Macy’s Employee - Loved working for Macy’s so much that he was visiting the KitchenAid mixers. Congratulated us heartily on our engagement and insisted we register for an 11-cup-Cuisinart. I didn’t have the heart to tell him that need is already filled in our apartment, so we shot at it (we can delete it online later):

Mean Worker-Lady - This is still pretty surreal to me. When we were looking at kitchen appliances, we took a minute to pause in front of toasters (I want a red toaster SLASH toaster oven like the one I saw online at Target but at Macy’s. I could only find a red toaster or a non-red toaster oven). As we discussed our toasting options, a sales woman came up to us and the following conversation took place:
Sales Woman: “Are you all set?”
Us: “Yep, thanks.”
SW: “Hey, I need to borrow that for a second. I need it.” *points to registry gun*
Us: *stunned into silence, hand her registry gun*
SW: “Thanks.” *fiddles with it, turning to walk away* “Are you looking to price check something?”
Us: *bewildered* “No, we’re registering.”
SW: “OH you’re REGISTERING. Okay, sorry, I just wasn’t sure what you were doing with that. It’s just that it has special codes, so…”
Me: *put off and pissed off* “So, were you trying to take it away from us?” *fake laugh*
SW: *fake laugh in return* “Sorry!” *hands back registry gun*
Minutes pass. We are now looking at barware. SW approaches us again, this time a bit further from her desk.
SW: “So, is there something in particular that I can help you find?”
Mr. BG: “What? No, we’re good.”
SW: “Did you print off their registry or…?”
Mr. BG: “No, we’re making our registry!”
SW: “OH you’re MAKING IT. Sorry!” *walks away*
Okay, so I get it. You don’t want a couple of crazies running around with a price-check gun that they found on a shelf somewhere (lest we become privy to the “special codes”). But you work in the cookware department. How are you unfamiliar with the concept of registering?! Were it not for everyone else we had met that night, I would have put down the gun, closed out the registry, and never turned back.
Any other registry horror stories?
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