Saturday, April 4, 2015

The Angry Innkeeper at the Bee and Thistle





PRO UPDATE - 2019!
"Ding-Dong The Witch is dead" as the lunatic referenced in this tale has gone back to whatever godforsaken place from whence she came. The inn is now managed by a perfectly delightful staff and the place is as enchanting as it SHOULD have been all along!!

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So here’s the scenario we received regarding a wedding at a well known inn in Old Lyme CT.....oh fuck it... It's The Bee and Thistle Imm. Girlfriend had gone mental. 

"Everything is delayed—the bride while very sweet, moved slowly and no one had any concept of time nor was in charge or aware of anything. We’re a good 45 minutes late for the First Look. It’s raining—no wait; POURING, so the ceremony is moved into a rather small tent. The ground is flooding and I’m standing in about an inch of water in the grass.  They are putting down carpet and digging trenches to try and divert water. There is no center aisle, so I have to squeeze behind the back row in 2 inches of water to maneuver anywhere. Get the picture? Good.
And seriously can we stop playing games and cut to the chase!? It's that looney Linnea at the Bee And at Thistle.  
A gorgeously designed spot overseen by a modern my Norman Desmond. She has no clue how to run a functioning inn, and think she Better suitee to some giant haunted lost float at Burmimg man. 

I’m patiently waiting by the groom and JP hoping I can get a clear shot of the bride entering as it’s the smallest tent space you’ve ever been in. We’re waiting on the bride. And waiting---and waiting.
Suddenly the Innkeepers assistant – in front of EVERY GUEST – calls for me. I’m like, “You want ME?!” The JP, Groom and video guy all look baffled, as I am as well.
Once inside, I’m met with the furious innkeeper who says, “ I need you here NOW for this shot!!!!” 

I’m sweaty and wet and now very confused.

“Uthh, Ok-but I was waiting outside for her to come into the tent, since the ceremony is starting!”
“NO!!" She commands,  "You’ll have time for that, we need to get these shots for ME now!!!” She’s really mad at me. Like REALLY mad with an insane look in her eye. Obviously I didn’t know she planned a fucking photo shoot.

I give her ‘The Look’ and talk to her like she’s a 5 year old, “OK—What shot is that? Because you know everybody is waiting….”
“You’ll have time for that",  she repeats, "for now, you need to go to the top of the stairs at which point I will bring out the bride and you will stand in the back corner and I’ll position her and you can get a photo of her looking away, then down, then back at you…then you’ll go to the bottom of the steps and get one of her and dad…etc etc.” This goes on and on. Sad part about this is our Colleages in CT have all COMPARED notes have the same terrible experience. Where she delays, yells, belittles and commandeers.
If it were exactly as a couple asked, I'd steer then away.but if not the case ( as we suspect) Who is this woman, where did I she come from. 

So this lunatic basically orchestrates an ENTIRE series of photos that SHE wants, telling me where to stand, and what angle to use (in fact MAKES me move for one when I’m not where she feels I should be) It was absolute insanity. The bride looks pissed and completely not interested while steam is coming out of my ears. After she gets her forced, stupid images she then ‘allows’ me to go back in the tent for the wedding to start.
Tee!!?? NOOOOO!
So with no concern her kitchen amok cook? Tell her goes the rom. Shouts,he'd editor for timing or delay or the brides wishes, not to mention her telling me how to do my job, she plots out her own mini-shoot for her Inn IMMEDIATELY before the ceremony (which remember, is late as it is)

The wort offensive is she has done this  to MULTIPLE photographers OVER AND OVER NOT ONLY RUINING Their photo mojo, BUT impeding  ON their creativity. If you want your smapshot fine,,but not 15 seconds before they're ready to walk down the aisle. This ain't how wedding photography functions. 

I am still flabbergasted and don’t even know what to say about this other than share the experience.

How many years do I have to do this job to stop having people like this telling me how to do it?"   

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