Oh man, the optimism. Donated? They get shoved in a giant trash bag with the half-eaten chicken and the cake smooshed into the tablecloth. Some poor intern has to haul it all out back. Maybe a few get grabbed by the band on their way out. The rest just rot. Real romantic.
Wow, what a great use of money. So you pay a ton for flowers that look nice for like, six hours. Then a third of them just go straight in the trash. The rest probably get left to wilt on tables or get taken home by your aunt who doesn't have a vase. Real high-impact stuff.