Venue. ✅ Head count. ✅ Caterer's cell number written neatly in the margin. ✅ Then the cleaning crew tidied my desk. The legal pad was gone. Not misplaced. GONE. No caterer number. No venue contact. No confirmation details. Just me, my car keys, and 17 coworkers already texting "on my way! 🙂" I called the restaurant's main line. Hold music. I Googled the catering company found three with similar names. Called all three. Wrong city. Wrong city. Maybe right city, definitely wro