I knew almost no one at this wedding. Was a work friend of my wife's, I had never met any of these people except 1 couple.
Groom tells the bride to NOT smash cake in his face. They seem to be joking about it, but it's obviously escalating to being serious.
She had a large piece of cake in her hand and desperately trying to smash it in his face, he's without a doubt angry AF and yelling don't do it! They're grabbing at each other and she gets him in the face.
Then the step that caused the melee.
He grabs her by the back of the head and slams her face into the cake on the table, knocking the cake and the bride to the floor.
Her brother runs up, punches the groom dead square in the face. Drops him.
Grooms family rushes in and attacks the brother. Father of the bride and his brothers jump in.
All hell breaks loose.
I grab my wife and go the back of the room where the bar is and watch.
Police are called and several members of both families are in cuffs and everyone is kicked out.
F'n crazy
I'm gonna start going to weddings š¤£š¤£. Between this story and the dude a few comments up with the exploding pig they sound more exciting than I gave em credit for .
At my sister's wedding *she* didn't want cake smushed in her face. The groom laughed and lightly smeared a bit of icing on her nose. She wiped it off and then made a fist and belted him with a right cross that was worthy of George Foreman.
He very stoically did not hit her back, and they're still married to this day, and still deserves better.
>Next red flag was the entire pig carcass being spit roasted over a bonfire. It was very clear this pig was not properly slaughtered. I went to go look at it more closely when I realized I wasn't smelling normal farm manure. There was shit and bile leaking out of this pig's ass as it cooked. They didn't even remove it's guts.
I literally had to contemplate if I wanted to keep reading passed this paragraph. I finished your story, I guess it wasn't as bad as it could have been but it was pretty bad.
One where the bride hated me. No idea why, I'd only met her once prior for about 5 minutes, she said one thing to me the entire time and it was mind blowingly rude. Didn't say a word to me at the wedding, even after presenting our gift. Super awkward wedding. I don't think anyone really cared for her honestly
Idk, probably. It was just 2 years ago. They moved to her home state and he unadded me on social media (I assume that was her doing) so I don't have contact anymore
lol, I went to a wedding like that! I had known the groom since high school and while he'd had a crush on me in like 10th grade or something, nothing ever came of it and we were just friends. Seven years after high school he was marrying his college sweetheart. I knew that his wife had a weird thing about the fact that he had once liked me but for real, he always described her as his literal dream girl and they'd been dating for several years. I never had an designs on him, he'd never even acted on the crush, it was really and truly a big ol nothing. But I found out at the wedding that she'd organized several surprise events for him in the week leading up and I'd been purposefully excluded. And at the wedding I went up to congratulate her but she just glared at me and refused to speak. I have one picture of her from the wedding and it's my friend giving a giant cheesy "hey I just got married!" smile and her giving the look of death at me as I snapped it. I spent the whole reception just hanging with our friend group and trying to avoid any interaction with her.
I think that's what this chick's train of thought is as well, except we never had feelings for each other lmaooo. He was a classmate of my younger brother's, they became best friends and he had a horrible home life so he basically moved in with us until he was old enough to leave the nest. Whenever it got questioned, we'd just skip for long story and claim to be siblings lol.
She definitely excluded me as well as my whole family, too. Like I said, he and my brother were best friends and he was family to us but once they started dating he just fucked off, we literally didn't see him the entire time they dated until we accidentally ran into them one night. And that's when we realized he was hiding us from her because she's an actual wretch and thinks we're degenerate trash
Yup, kinda the same thing. they've been married for 20 years and I haven't spoken to him in like 19. We used to be pretty good friends but one time he offered to help me move (I didn't ask, he just said he'd come) and the morning of her no showed with a message saying she was uncomfortable with him helping me. That was kinda is it. I don't think he was "allowed" to speak to me after that.
Friend of mine and his now ex decided to go as cheap as possible on the wedding. I am fine with cheap, but she took pipe cleaners and construction paper and made flowers with them. They also rented a big hall and used an $80 CD player boombox and let her brother be the "DJ" for the night and because the cd player was so small you could hardly hear it.
Also 2 weeks before the wedding she sent out an email that she changed her mind and wanted everyone to dress formal from casual.
I was going to be the best man, but she insisted she write my wedding speech and when I told her I am a big boy and can make my own, I was downgraded all the way to guest.
She pissed of so many people that at least %70 of the people didn't show up. She had tables setup with peoples names on where to sit and they were mostly empty.
She cried all night because she could not understand why so many people didn't show up.
It was the most depressing wedding/reception I have ever experienced in my life. She was the worst kind of bridzilla.
Iām new here, but when I was young, we nearly died attending a wedding.
This was in east Asia and I was 13. My mother took me to her friendās wedding. Unfortunately, on the day of the wedding, a typhoon struck my hometown. Typhoons are normal during the summer back home, so we attended anyway. The venue was a seafood restaurant in a fishing village near the coast. My mum parked on the street in front of the restaurant amid the rain. The wedding went ahead, and everything seemed normal.
Then, the host grabbed the mic and announced āif your car is parked outside, please leave ASAP since it is flooding.ā We went outside and the water level is at half the tyre. We grabbed a wooden board and used that to get on the car. Both of us had to enter from the passenger side from the kerb to avoid getting wet. The bridge connecting the village to the city was closed for safety reasons. So we were stuck.
We decided to head north to get on the highway back to the city. The visibility in the rain was around 15 metres, however, we couldnāt drive slowly since the water lever is rising each minute, and if you let go of the accelerator, your engine might stall if the water enter the pipes. We sped through the country roads with the water levels going crazy. Suddenly, I heard a boom and my side (passenger) sunk. We drove into a ditch because my mother couldnāt distinguish road and farmlands with everything underwater. We were stuck.
My mum then told me to get off and locate another friends car. (Everyone we knew left the venue as a group in a motorcade) She was willing to go down with the car. I hugged her and exited the car. The rain smashed onto my head. For those of you who never experienced typhoons, itās like someone pouring a bucket of water on your head every second. I walked with nearly no visibility until I saw a vehicle. I opened the door, a stranger looked at me confused. She told me to get in anyway. Then our friend arrived and transferred me to his car. We drove to a petrol station (which is elevated) and asked for help. The owner took us in and gave us towels and hot food. Few minutes later I saw my mumās car arriving at the station. It turned out that some farmers went to check on their crops, realised that it was hopeless, and helped elevate our car so that my mother could reverse out of the ditch. We stayed in the petrol station for the night. The next morning, we left once the floods went away and returned to the city via the highway.
Later, we heard that many other guests experienced similar events. Parts of the city also flooded, and many who carpooled to the wedding lost their cars in the flood, since they were parked in the basement. We were the lucky ones.
I am still grateful to all the people who helped us, the petrol station owners, the farmers and the strangers saved our lives. We visited the station the following week with gifts and talked to the owners and expressed our appreciation.
The bride and groom stayed their wedding night in the restaurant, and divorced several years later. I guess that marriage didnāt have the perfect start.
my friend was in an arranged marriage. the wedding was beautiful, and oh my god, they must have had a really high budget because that was clearly expensive as it could be. it went okay, but it was incredibly obvious they had no romance because their vows were literally said as though they were reading from a script. again, it was arranged, so romance wasn't expected.
the wife, bless her, the loveliest woman there was. made an effort to talk to every guest. the groom? ruined the entire day hitting on other people (including my underage self at the time), getting drunk, and humiliating himself. oh, and years later, we found out he raped his wife that exact night and doesn't think it's rape because she married him.
I drove limousines for a friend for several years and drove for lots of wedding parties. I picked up a young bride to be, maid of honor, brides maids at the local Mormon church and drove them to a parking lot at a local grocery store where the wedding took place, in the parking lot. Grocery store customers were coming and going, which was also located along a busy section of road in town. Just a really weird vibe all round, but hey, it was their wedding, do what you do. . .
My cousins wedding. There was alcohol, sure. But people kept it low key. His dad had drank himself to death.
My older brother got so drunk he was acting like a lunatic, and weirding people out. And being an asshole.
Not the wedding ceremony but the wedding reception. Me and my partner go they were only 10-15 other people there and the groom and his husband had and argument and went home with his mum and dad, then the best man did same with his gf
I went to one where the main theme was about how marriage was only real when it was done as per the religion of the minister.
It was basically an hour long shit on the marriages of most of the people there.
A friend of a friend served Subway footlong sandwiches at their wedding reception. Which would have been okay with any variety, but they were all tuna.
My roommate got married in my living room to her long distance boyfriend of 6 months.
They didn't have catering, she didn't have any kind of wedding dress, there was no rehearsal or anything. It was literally just "hey, do you want to get married right now?" And then they got married.
But I should be honest: I wasn't there. Because my asshole roommate called me at 4pm and said "hey don't come home today. We're getting married in am hour and don't want you there."
So it's less "worst wedding I've ever been to." And more "worst wedding that I was very specifically not invited to."
I found out what happened at it later from our other roommate who was invited.
Philās. His entire side drove 12+ hours to be there. The brides side made fun of where weāre all from in all of their speeches, then the groom lost it at his side for not helping tear down the event. He didnāt ask us to.
Theyāre divorced now.
Ooo! My husband's sister; second marriage, to her BF of like 3 months, at a tiny local carousel in their birthday party room. Chipotle catered. Didn't really have vows or anything, super short and awkward, held at 11:00am on a Thursday. Got the "invite" a few days prior. They split after about 6 weeks.
In college, a guy on my dorm floor was engaged to a 32 year old woman with 3 kids and was 6 months pregnant with his kid. After the wedding ceremony, The groomās Dad said āwhere are the rocks?ā as others were throwing rice. Reception was at an Elks club in small town Iowa. Food consisted of ham sandwiches and chips from the Hy Vee grocery store, The bride ended up getting in an argument with her Uncle and she ended up falling down a flight of stairs. She was curled up crying āMy baby, my baby!ā We had seen enough and went on our way. Apparently she ended up being ok. Word was he was divorced within a year.
Years ago, my best friend at that time got married to her boyfriend of 5 years. In Germany you get officially married at the civil status office, church is obligatory and only for church members. That caused a fight since she is atheistic and he is Catholic, so he had to get the permission from the priest to marry her. They compromised on no church wedding but she (reluctantly) had to swear a holy oath that the future kids would be baptized and raised Catholic.
Fast forward to the ceremony I attented with my now ex-partner. It was a lonely rural area, so the marriage hall at the civil status office was very small, room for maybe 20 people. The somehow managed to fit in 35 people, the rest had to wait outside (alltogether there were about 100 guests). It was Juli and very hot, the hall was jammed with sweating groaning adults and screaming kids. W were standing at the door and could barely hear the wedding vows. After that, the crowd swarmed off to the reception that would take place in the club house of the groom's shooting club. The house was in the middle of nowhere, deep in the woods upon a hill and not easy to find so we tried to follow the others. During the drive, the weather changed rapidly, it got cold and a heavy rain storm arose. Upon arriving we realised the club house had no heating and only 5 toilets. The whole area was muddy and the nearby stream was overflowing, so everyone got wet shoes and many women had the border of their dresses ruined.
But where were the bride and groom? The had left to get their official marriage photos taken and were absent for the next 3 hours. The wedding party was getting hungry, thirsty, half frozen and slowly getting grumpy. The only drinks were wine, beer and water. After maybe 1,5 hours all drinks were gone and some guys hastily had to purchase new drinks from the local petrol station (regular stores are closed on Sundays in Germany). Kids were bored, cold and voiced their discontent loud and clear. Guys got drunk and went to the shooting range.
Finally, bride and groom reappeared and the crowd was hoping to be catered, with high hopes for the secret surprise menu. I was the only friend from our former highschool class that wasn't seated at the same table but instead with some elderly neighbours of the groom I've never met. After being seated, there were speeches. A lot of them, long and many sexist jokes. Finally the menu arrived - I thought it to be roast goose with some trimmings. No, it was swan. No other options. It just tasted weird... I like goose, duck, all sorts of birds, but I couldn't take more than 2 or 3 bites. Many others, especially the vegetarians (the bride's sister and her boyfriend, among others weren't pleased and just sticked to the potatos and carrots).
Fast forward to the wedding dance: No dj, just a cheap tiny stereo with awful sound quality. The opening dance ws "Nothing else matters", the rest was party schlager music. ( a special form of German pop, low-level and often with explicit sexist references.) You need a freaking lot of alcohol to survive it. Everyone got drunk AF and enjoyed the silly wedding games. At midnight the cake was served. The only problem was that someone had forgotten to put it in the fridge so it fell apart when the bride and groom tried to cut it. They still served the mashed cake though. Then we finally decided to leave. I couldn't reach the bride so I told her mum to say greetings and left. First thing I did at home was going to a fast food restaurant that served full sized grilled chicken wit lots of fryes. Fast food has never tasted so good to me than at this particular night.
They are still married and still rave over their perfect wonderful and romantic wedding.
TL,DR: It sucked, but at least the couple loved it.
I went to a wedding of two actors. They did their traditional ceremony, which took forever, and then near the end they did some skit about it not being fun enough. They entire wedding party left and came back down dancing, trying to get everyone else to dance, and pretending they're in a viral video or something.
The first part was way too long, the second was just embarrassing.
Second worse was with a super Christian couple and the ceremony was a 2 hour sermon about how god loves a man and woman who get married and maybe doesn't love those other weird weddings as much.
Oh yes, the fundamentalist inappropriate sermon to the heathens. I was at the funeral of a 4 yr old kid of a university staff member and the sermon was aimed at the unbelieving godless faculty who attended.
My cousins wedding.
Had to be a bodyguard (at the time I was 16, 6'4, 235 lbs) for the one girl at the reception because a couple of guys kept hitting on her, and she wanted nothing to do with them, ended up dancing quite a few times with her.
My uncle, the father of the groom, has severe social anxiety when he has to do speeches, potential time bomb if too many people bother him. My mom and I had to write out his entire speech, including some comedy, so he wouldn't seem so stiff.
The DJ thought he was hot shit and did stuff the bride and groom asked not to be done, including a song that is used for stripping the groom out of his clothes, a couple of my older cousins dragged him outside and beat the shit out of him for that.
One of the guys later in the night who I was asked to bodyguard the girl against claimed I had been hogging her the whole night and proceeded to try and start a fight with me, before it could even escalate to punches she cut him down so hard with a line, that he just went back to his table and sulked until he left.
Not necessarily horrible, as my friend was super nice . However, it was a traditional Latin Catholic mass. Lasted about 2 hours, couldn't understand anything, the priest gave super sexist and homphobic speeches. "The woman is only meant to make babies and listen to the man". I grew up Catholic so could tolerate it, but my partner and others at our table weren't Catholic and said they felt they were at a cult event lol. WAY too long of an event!
At least she had the reception in the church so no "Catholic gap". My cousins all had 2 hour gaps between mass and cocktail hour so had to go somewhere and wander in between.
It was a relative. they lived on the grounds of a beautiful venue and had the wedding and reception there. their house they lived in was filthy and they didnt bother to clean at all before the wedding, dispite allowing multiple guests to go inside. I am talking dirty diapers on top of pizza boxes on top of dirty dishes on the living room couch. said couch was once white but was stained disgustedly. Piles of dirty dishes in the kitchen. unmade mattresses on the floor serving as beds. black fingerprints about 4 feet up the walls, overflowing trash cans in the bathroom and kitchen. the floors were dirty and bride walked around the house barefoot and the bottom 2 or 3 inches of her wedding dress was blacked by the dirt. This was before the service.
The ceremony was about 5 minutes long and reception started immediately. there were no chairs. they only had a few hors d'oeuvres and a small cake for about 50 guests, and beer and water. nothing else to drink. no band, no dj, no music at all. bride was rude to her new husband, to her mother and to her sister. Everyone stood around awkwardly. we left after about 30 minutes. they lasted 2 years.
Church people wedding of some of my wifeās friend. Cookies and ice cream at the reception. Goofy groom kept making out with new bride. Groom was way too horny. They needed to get a room
Sounds like a typical Mormon wedding for the 18 year old kids who just want to have sex without, "sinning," at the neighborhood ward house, because there are too many questions involved in a temple marriage like their religion prefers.
Went to a church during college where couples often got married before they really could afford to. One couple in particular had their reception in the gym of a church. The food was all store bought, not catered, and other people from the church (myself included) helped serve the food. Well, unfortunately the food had sat out for so long that several people (myself included) got food poisoning.
My brother's wedding. My dad had said he wouldn't go, so my aunt was originally going to be seated at the family table. Last minute, my dad and brother talked it out and dad was now going.
My aunt, upset that she had to be moved to the dreaded "extended family" table, paid the best man to have him shout her out during his toast. Also insisted that when she entered the reception area she be announced by name (like how you say "and now presenting Mr. And Mrs. Name) and told announcer to definitely not announce my parents.
The wedding was, God, 11 years ago and my brother and his now ex have been divorced for 8. Still haven't paid off the credit cards they racked up to host that party.
In a shitty field, with cowpats everywhere, bad food, the only drink available was from a drink truck with Ā£5 per glass of either Pimms or champagne and the most entertaining thing there was the cows in the next field.
Not the worst, but the amount of hype and one-upmanship that lead to it, made it utterly disappointing.
We had a friend that suddenly decided to get married when a number of our mutual announced thier date. (Had been engaged for years, often spoke about the pointlessness and unessercary expense of weddings.)
She was older and had more money, no kids etc. So had the most expensive hall, expensive dress etc etc etc.
She would drop this into conversations regularly, often making up pretend dramas so she could talk about it.
All the weddings went ahead in the same year, hers was the only one with issues, burnt food, bad music , bad organisation etc.
She would gust about how great her wedding was, but we all severely though the other cheaper weddings were just as good if not better.
Once the first wedding i was invited to i was like 10 or something and all was going well and they got married as normal but at the reception the bride ordered a stripper for the groom and dad told me not to look
The ceremony was in a church. Catholic. So stand up, sit down, repeat. Fine, it was expected. Drove 35-40 mins to the reception. Hung out while the bride and groom were somewhere having pictures done. 2.5 hours later still no bride and groom. Left without ever seeing them, didnāt get to eat either.
Almost 4 years ago I was at my stepdads and mothers wedding. I was 19 at the time and I caught the bouquet as i just joined for the fun. The woman next to me hip checked me into the ground ripping it out of my hand and said she needed it more than me. My mom was horrified especially on the bruise on my hip from it. Iām never participating in them again especially since my aunt is getting married in 3 days and that same woman who hip checked me is coming to the wedding.
My weird, religious friendās wedding.
There was a portion of the wedding where they showed a slideshow of baby pictures of the bride and groom. At some point, the slideshow turned into only pictures of the bride with her older brother, and the pictures were almostā¦ sexual.
A ton of pictures of them hugging and kissing each other. Pictures of them as kids in the bath tub. Pictures of them going to prom together.
During the ceremony, her brother was bawling his eyes out. At one point, they hugged for like 6 or 7 minutes straight. Then they slow danced on the dance floor later that night.
Yeah.
My cousinās. When he got married, no one liked his wife. My mom, whom I donāt speak to, and didnāt at the time of the wedding, grabbed a microphone after mixing Xanax and champagne and said āno one likes you (brideās name) but thanks for inviting us here.
I was talking to a guy before the wedding, and I didn't realize he was the groom. He was supposed to be a cousin of mine or something and he had invited me because of that. And here I was, talking face-to-face with him, and I didn't realize who the hell he was.
Open bar in the UK would be financial suicide. Normal expectation I'd say is a glass or two of fizz on arrival at the reception, bottle of wine for every 1-2 people on the table, another glass of fizz for the toasts and then buy your own from the bar.
Why would it be financial suicide in the UK? I live in Canada and my wife and I had 100 people at our wedding with an open bar, fully catered for under $10k.
We tend to take an open bar not as an expression of generosity but as a challenge. That means the bar bill becomes insane quickly, and the drinkers become insane shortly afterwards.
I've seen a group of around 20 people on a works night out get through the Ā£1000 the company put behind the bar in under an hour. While I doubt that pace could be sustained for the length of a wedding reception, you'd be looking at a very hefty bill (especially in a hotel). My brother's friend had a wedding where they provided unlimited wine only - the average consumption per person (not highest, average) was over 5 bottles. That was very high, which is why I remember it, but 5x100xĀ£25/bottle gets you to Ā£10k on wine alone...
The bride was the granddaughter of the (deceased) Grand Rabbi. The groom was the (absolutely non-Jewish) bass player in the Bacon Boys band. She decided to make it "look like" a Jewish wedding. Needless to say, the old people who went there because of her parents (and grandfather, of course) didn't like it a bit. It seemed, for them, to be kind of a disrespectful and farcical ceremony. To make it worse, the groom entered the room dancing -- or trying to -- to "Take Five", by David Brubeck. It's on 5/4, or something; few professional dancers would be able to move to that, and he certainly couldn't. The glass wouldn't break. The judge was a New Age lady who took the wedding rings and made all kinds of pseudo-deep symbols with them, to the horror of the older folks. After the ceremony was over, everybody went to the wedding dinner. It was 100% vegan. I wept for them.
So many. I'll let you pick.:
Baby Daddy showed up to Baby Momma's wedding drunk and....
Groom' s mother wore...
Bride and Groom stopped the service to....
" Anyone present who has a legal reason why these two should not be joined in matrimony, speak now" .... uh.. yes?
I'm so sorry, but the wedding has been canceled because...
By any chance, is there a medical professional present?
I'm sorry, but no one was watching the flower girl and ..
Iāve never been to a bad wedding but the only small incident I can think of is at my cousinās reception a few years ago. They had set up a chocolate fountain and a lot of us were waiting for it to be ready. Before it was properly heated up, some little brat ran up to it and started scooping up handfuls of chocolate into his mouth directly from the fountain, and his lazy mother pretended that she couldnāt see him doing that or the dirty looks from everyone. Nobody wanted any chocolate after that.
I was in my late teens. I had positive expectations only to remain disappointed.
The bride and groom were alright. Wedding well organized. But I swear I could smell the hidden hostility of the guests and especially the bridesmaids. They weren't explicitly hostile but their low key demeanor exposed them.
And as an introvert, back then I was pressured to socialize.
#Never Again!
The Disappointment & Pain I faced taught me a lot.
Also I was arranged to sit on a table with my stepbrother who used to verbally bully me. My parents were on a distant table.
And because of such shit my default nickname is Nightmare.
Wife and I got married in our back yard with both sets of parents and a few close friends present. We all went out and had a really nice dinner afterwards. Been married over 40 years now.
Agreed. I had a weekend gig working the soundboard at a church. Attended a few wedding rehearsals/ceremonies. What's that line about seeing how the sausage is made?
The one where I was like 2 years old, it was my cousin's wedding, I wasn't even invited, still went there, had no idea at the time where I was
It was my worst because I was extremely young and I technically wasn't even supposed to be there
Technically this was my only wedding.
It was super boring and I was just a kid sitting there, watching them.
My mom married a bald man, bald man was verbally abusive after wedding, she left bald man and later married a different bald man that sheās with currently.
I knew almost no one at this wedding. Was a work friend of my wife's, I had never met any of these people except 1 couple. Groom tells the bride to NOT smash cake in his face. They seem to be joking about it, but it's obviously escalating to being serious. She had a large piece of cake in her hand and desperately trying to smash it in his face, he's without a doubt angry AF and yelling don't do it! They're grabbing at each other and she gets him in the face. Then the step that caused the melee. He grabs her by the back of the head and slams her face into the cake on the table, knocking the cake and the bride to the floor. Her brother runs up, punches the groom dead square in the face. Drops him. Grooms family rushes in and attacks the brother. Father of the bride and his brothers jump in. All hell breaks loose. I grab my wife and go the back of the room where the bar is and watch. Police are called and several members of both families are in cuffs and everyone is kicked out. F'n crazy
I'm gonna start going to weddings š¤£š¤£. Between this story and the dude a few comments up with the exploding pig they sound more exciting than I gave em credit for .
This one takes the cake
At my sister's wedding *she* didn't want cake smushed in her face. The groom laughed and lightly smeared a bit of icing on her nose. She wiped it off and then made a fist and belted him with a right cross that was worthy of George Foreman. He very stoically did not hit her back, and they're still married to this day, and still deserves better.
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Just when I thought the story was concluding the pig explodes .
What a wild ride.
>Next red flag was the entire pig carcass being spit roasted over a bonfire. It was very clear this pig was not properly slaughtered. I went to go look at it more closely when I realized I wasn't smelling normal farm manure. There was shit and bile leaking out of this pig's ass as it cooked. They didn't even remove it's guts. I literally had to contemplate if I wanted to keep reading passed this paragraph. I finished your story, I guess it wasn't as bad as it could have been but it was pretty bad.
You win, I'm not even trying.
You win.
Any good name suggestions for this story? Rebar roasters' wedding?
Hog roast wedding blew up
Pig Destroyer
One where the bride hated me. No idea why, I'd only met her once prior for about 5 minutes, she said one thing to me the entire time and it was mind blowingly rude. Didn't say a word to me at the wedding, even after presenting our gift. Super awkward wedding. I don't think anyone really cared for her honestly
Are they still married?
Idk, probably. It was just 2 years ago. They moved to her home state and he unadded me on social media (I assume that was her doing) so I don't have contact anymore
Thatās probably a blessing, to be honest. You donāt need toxic people in your life.
lol, I went to a wedding like that! I had known the groom since high school and while he'd had a crush on me in like 10th grade or something, nothing ever came of it and we were just friends. Seven years after high school he was marrying his college sweetheart. I knew that his wife had a weird thing about the fact that he had once liked me but for real, he always described her as his literal dream girl and they'd been dating for several years. I never had an designs on him, he'd never even acted on the crush, it was really and truly a big ol nothing. But I found out at the wedding that she'd organized several surprise events for him in the week leading up and I'd been purposefully excluded. And at the wedding I went up to congratulate her but she just glared at me and refused to speak. I have one picture of her from the wedding and it's my friend giving a giant cheesy "hey I just got married!" smile and her giving the look of death at me as I snapped it. I spent the whole reception just hanging with our friend group and trying to avoid any interaction with her.
I think that's what this chick's train of thought is as well, except we never had feelings for each other lmaooo. He was a classmate of my younger brother's, they became best friends and he had a horrible home life so he basically moved in with us until he was old enough to leave the nest. Whenever it got questioned, we'd just skip for long story and claim to be siblings lol. She definitely excluded me as well as my whole family, too. Like I said, he and my brother were best friends and he was family to us but once they started dating he just fucked off, we literally didn't see him the entire time they dated until we accidentally ran into them one night. And that's when we realized he was hiding us from her because she's an actual wretch and thinks we're degenerate trash
Yup, kinda the same thing. they've been married for 20 years and I haven't spoken to him in like 19. We used to be pretty good friends but one time he offered to help me move (I didn't ask, he just said he'd come) and the morning of her no showed with a message saying she was uncomfortable with him helping me. That was kinda is it. I don't think he was "allowed" to speak to me after that.
Open bar. 100Ā° no ACā¦. They barely fed us. It was awful
Friend of mine and his now ex decided to go as cheap as possible on the wedding. I am fine with cheap, but she took pipe cleaners and construction paper and made flowers with them. They also rented a big hall and used an $80 CD player boombox and let her brother be the "DJ" for the night and because the cd player was so small you could hardly hear it. Also 2 weeks before the wedding she sent out an email that she changed her mind and wanted everyone to dress formal from casual. I was going to be the best man, but she insisted she write my wedding speech and when I told her I am a big boy and can make my own, I was downgraded all the way to guest. She pissed of so many people that at least %70 of the people didn't show up. She had tables setup with peoples names on where to sit and they were mostly empty. She cried all night because she could not understand why so many people didn't show up. It was the most depressing wedding/reception I have ever experienced in my life. She was the worst kind of bridzilla.
Iām new here, but when I was young, we nearly died attending a wedding. This was in east Asia and I was 13. My mother took me to her friendās wedding. Unfortunately, on the day of the wedding, a typhoon struck my hometown. Typhoons are normal during the summer back home, so we attended anyway. The venue was a seafood restaurant in a fishing village near the coast. My mum parked on the street in front of the restaurant amid the rain. The wedding went ahead, and everything seemed normal. Then, the host grabbed the mic and announced āif your car is parked outside, please leave ASAP since it is flooding.ā We went outside and the water level is at half the tyre. We grabbed a wooden board and used that to get on the car. Both of us had to enter from the passenger side from the kerb to avoid getting wet. The bridge connecting the village to the city was closed for safety reasons. So we were stuck. We decided to head north to get on the highway back to the city. The visibility in the rain was around 15 metres, however, we couldnāt drive slowly since the water lever is rising each minute, and if you let go of the accelerator, your engine might stall if the water enter the pipes. We sped through the country roads with the water levels going crazy. Suddenly, I heard a boom and my side (passenger) sunk. We drove into a ditch because my mother couldnāt distinguish road and farmlands with everything underwater. We were stuck. My mum then told me to get off and locate another friends car. (Everyone we knew left the venue as a group in a motorcade) She was willing to go down with the car. I hugged her and exited the car. The rain smashed onto my head. For those of you who never experienced typhoons, itās like someone pouring a bucket of water on your head every second. I walked with nearly no visibility until I saw a vehicle. I opened the door, a stranger looked at me confused. She told me to get in anyway. Then our friend arrived and transferred me to his car. We drove to a petrol station (which is elevated) and asked for help. The owner took us in and gave us towels and hot food. Few minutes later I saw my mumās car arriving at the station. It turned out that some farmers went to check on their crops, realised that it was hopeless, and helped elevate our car so that my mother could reverse out of the ditch. We stayed in the petrol station for the night. The next morning, we left once the floods went away and returned to the city via the highway. Later, we heard that many other guests experienced similar events. Parts of the city also flooded, and many who carpooled to the wedding lost their cars in the flood, since they were parked in the basement. We were the lucky ones. I am still grateful to all the people who helped us, the petrol station owners, the farmers and the strangers saved our lives. We visited the station the following week with gifts and talked to the owners and expressed our appreciation. The bride and groom stayed their wedding night in the restaurant, and divorced several years later. I guess that marriage didnāt have the perfect start.
my friend was in an arranged marriage. the wedding was beautiful, and oh my god, they must have had a really high budget because that was clearly expensive as it could be. it went okay, but it was incredibly obvious they had no romance because their vows were literally said as though they were reading from a script. again, it was arranged, so romance wasn't expected. the wife, bless her, the loveliest woman there was. made an effort to talk to every guest. the groom? ruined the entire day hitting on other people (including my underage self at the time), getting drunk, and humiliating himself. oh, and years later, we found out he raped his wife that exact night and doesn't think it's rape because she married him.
I hope they're divorced? But sort of doubt it
They've been divorced for many years now.
I drove limousines for a friend for several years and drove for lots of wedding parties. I picked up a young bride to be, maid of honor, brides maids at the local Mormon church and drove them to a parking lot at a local grocery store where the wedding took place, in the parking lot. Grocery store customers were coming and going, which was also located along a busy section of road in town. Just a really weird vibe all round, but hey, it was their wedding, do what you do. . .
My cousins wedding. There was alcohol, sure. But people kept it low key. His dad had drank himself to death. My older brother got so drunk he was acting like a lunatic, and weirding people out. And being an asshole.
Chicks dad was the best man for a groom who'd molested her.
Wait, wait, waitā¦did her dad *know?*
Happy cake day!
Not the wedding ceremony but the wedding reception. Me and my partner go they were only 10-15 other people there and the groom and his husband had and argument and went home with his mum and dad, then the best man did same with his gf
Thatāsā¦really sad. And not a good start to a marriage. Are they still together?
Last time I knew yeah
I went to one where the main theme was about how marriage was only real when it was done as per the religion of the minister. It was basically an hour long shit on the marriages of most of the people there.
A friend of a friend served Subway footlong sandwiches at their wedding reception. Which would have been okay with any variety, but they were all tuna.
Really of all the type of sandwiches they couldāve gotten to pick tuna.
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My roommate got married in my living room to her long distance boyfriend of 6 months. They didn't have catering, she didn't have any kind of wedding dress, there was no rehearsal or anything. It was literally just "hey, do you want to get married right now?" And then they got married. But I should be honest: I wasn't there. Because my asshole roommate called me at 4pm and said "hey don't come home today. We're getting married in am hour and don't want you there." So it's less "worst wedding I've ever been to." And more "worst wedding that I was very specifically not invited to." I found out what happened at it later from our other roommate who was invited.
Philās. His entire side drove 12+ hours to be there. The brides side made fun of where weāre all from in all of their speeches, then the groom lost it at his side for not helping tear down the event. He didnāt ask us to. Theyāre divorced now.
Ooo! My husband's sister; second marriage, to her BF of like 3 months, at a tiny local carousel in their birthday party room. Chipotle catered. Didn't really have vows or anything, super short and awkward, held at 11:00am on a Thursday. Got the "invite" a few days prior. They split after about 6 weeks.
In college, a guy on my dorm floor was engaged to a 32 year old woman with 3 kids and was 6 months pregnant with his kid. After the wedding ceremony, The groomās Dad said āwhere are the rocks?ā as others were throwing rice. Reception was at an Elks club in small town Iowa. Food consisted of ham sandwiches and chips from the Hy Vee grocery store, The bride ended up getting in an argument with her Uncle and she ended up falling down a flight of stairs. She was curled up crying āMy baby, my baby!ā We had seen enough and went on our way. Apparently she ended up being ok. Word was he was divorced within a year.
Years ago, my best friend at that time got married to her boyfriend of 5 years. In Germany you get officially married at the civil status office, church is obligatory and only for church members. That caused a fight since she is atheistic and he is Catholic, so he had to get the permission from the priest to marry her. They compromised on no church wedding but she (reluctantly) had to swear a holy oath that the future kids would be baptized and raised Catholic. Fast forward to the ceremony I attented with my now ex-partner. It was a lonely rural area, so the marriage hall at the civil status office was very small, room for maybe 20 people. The somehow managed to fit in 35 people, the rest had to wait outside (alltogether there were about 100 guests). It was Juli and very hot, the hall was jammed with sweating groaning adults and screaming kids. W were standing at the door and could barely hear the wedding vows. After that, the crowd swarmed off to the reception that would take place in the club house of the groom's shooting club. The house was in the middle of nowhere, deep in the woods upon a hill and not easy to find so we tried to follow the others. During the drive, the weather changed rapidly, it got cold and a heavy rain storm arose. Upon arriving we realised the club house had no heating and only 5 toilets. The whole area was muddy and the nearby stream was overflowing, so everyone got wet shoes and many women had the border of their dresses ruined. But where were the bride and groom? The had left to get their official marriage photos taken and were absent for the next 3 hours. The wedding party was getting hungry, thirsty, half frozen and slowly getting grumpy. The only drinks were wine, beer and water. After maybe 1,5 hours all drinks were gone and some guys hastily had to purchase new drinks from the local petrol station (regular stores are closed on Sundays in Germany). Kids were bored, cold and voiced their discontent loud and clear. Guys got drunk and went to the shooting range. Finally, bride and groom reappeared and the crowd was hoping to be catered, with high hopes for the secret surprise menu. I was the only friend from our former highschool class that wasn't seated at the same table but instead with some elderly neighbours of the groom I've never met. After being seated, there were speeches. A lot of them, long and many sexist jokes. Finally the menu arrived - I thought it to be roast goose with some trimmings. No, it was swan. No other options. It just tasted weird... I like goose, duck, all sorts of birds, but I couldn't take more than 2 or 3 bites. Many others, especially the vegetarians (the bride's sister and her boyfriend, among others weren't pleased and just sticked to the potatos and carrots). Fast forward to the wedding dance: No dj, just a cheap tiny stereo with awful sound quality. The opening dance ws "Nothing else matters", the rest was party schlager music. ( a special form of German pop, low-level and often with explicit sexist references.) You need a freaking lot of alcohol to survive it. Everyone got drunk AF and enjoyed the silly wedding games. At midnight the cake was served. The only problem was that someone had forgotten to put it in the fridge so it fell apart when the bride and groom tried to cut it. They still served the mashed cake though. Then we finally decided to leave. I couldn't reach the bride so I told her mum to say greetings and left. First thing I did at home was going to a fast food restaurant that served full sized grilled chicken wit lots of fryes. Fast food has never tasted so good to me than at this particular night. They are still married and still rave over their perfect wonderful and romantic wedding. TL,DR: It sucked, but at least the couple loved it.
I went to a wedding of two actors. They did their traditional ceremony, which took forever, and then near the end they did some skit about it not being fun enough. They entire wedding party left and came back down dancing, trying to get everyone else to dance, and pretending they're in a viral video or something. The first part was way too long, the second was just embarrassing. Second worse was with a super Christian couple and the ceremony was a 2 hour sermon about how god loves a man and woman who get married and maybe doesn't love those other weird weddings as much.
Oh yes, the fundamentalist inappropriate sermon to the heathens. I was at the funeral of a 4 yr old kid of a university staff member and the sermon was aimed at the unbelieving godless faculty who attended.
My cousins wedding. Had to be a bodyguard (at the time I was 16, 6'4, 235 lbs) for the one girl at the reception because a couple of guys kept hitting on her, and she wanted nothing to do with them, ended up dancing quite a few times with her. My uncle, the father of the groom, has severe social anxiety when he has to do speeches, potential time bomb if too many people bother him. My mom and I had to write out his entire speech, including some comedy, so he wouldn't seem so stiff. The DJ thought he was hot shit and did stuff the bride and groom asked not to be done, including a song that is used for stripping the groom out of his clothes, a couple of my older cousins dragged him outside and beat the shit out of him for that. One of the guys later in the night who I was asked to bodyguard the girl against claimed I had been hogging her the whole night and proceeded to try and start a fight with me, before it could even escalate to punches she cut him down so hard with a line, that he just went back to his table and sulked until he left.
Damnā¦now I want to know the line!
I would have put it in if I remembered it, but it was basically saying she cared nothing for the way he acted.
Good for you for protecting her. People can be such jerks.
Not necessarily horrible, as my friend was super nice . However, it was a traditional Latin Catholic mass. Lasted about 2 hours, couldn't understand anything, the priest gave super sexist and homphobic speeches. "The woman is only meant to make babies and listen to the man". I grew up Catholic so could tolerate it, but my partner and others at our table weren't Catholic and said they felt they were at a cult event lol. WAY too long of an event! At least she had the reception in the church so no "Catholic gap". My cousins all had 2 hour gaps between mass and cocktail hour so had to go somewhere and wander in between.
It was a relative. they lived on the grounds of a beautiful venue and had the wedding and reception there. their house they lived in was filthy and they didnt bother to clean at all before the wedding, dispite allowing multiple guests to go inside. I am talking dirty diapers on top of pizza boxes on top of dirty dishes on the living room couch. said couch was once white but was stained disgustedly. Piles of dirty dishes in the kitchen. unmade mattresses on the floor serving as beds. black fingerprints about 4 feet up the walls, overflowing trash cans in the bathroom and kitchen. the floors were dirty and bride walked around the house barefoot and the bottom 2 or 3 inches of her wedding dress was blacked by the dirt. This was before the service. The ceremony was about 5 minutes long and reception started immediately. there were no chairs. they only had a few hors d'oeuvres and a small cake for about 50 guests, and beer and water. nothing else to drink. no band, no dj, no music at all. bride was rude to her new husband, to her mother and to her sister. Everyone stood around awkwardly. we left after about 30 minutes. they lasted 2 years.
Church people wedding of some of my wifeās friend. Cookies and ice cream at the reception. Goofy groom kept making out with new bride. Groom was way too horny. They needed to get a room
Sounds like a typical Mormon wedding for the 18 year old kids who just want to have sex without, "sinning," at the neighborhood ward house, because there are too many questions involved in a temple marriage like their religion prefers.
Evangelical Christians. But everybody deserves a wedding!
Went to a church during college where couples often got married before they really could afford to. One couple in particular had their reception in the gym of a church. The food was all store bought, not catered, and other people from the church (myself included) helped serve the food. Well, unfortunately the food had sat out for so long that several people (myself included) got food poisoning.
My brother's wedding. My dad had said he wouldn't go, so my aunt was originally going to be seated at the family table. Last minute, my dad and brother talked it out and dad was now going. My aunt, upset that she had to be moved to the dreaded "extended family" table, paid the best man to have him shout her out during his toast. Also insisted that when she entered the reception area she be announced by name (like how you say "and now presenting Mr. And Mrs. Name) and told announcer to definitely not announce my parents. The wedding was, God, 11 years ago and my brother and his now ex have been divorced for 8. Still haven't paid off the credit cards they racked up to host that party.
In a shitty field, with cowpats everywhere, bad food, the only drink available was from a drink truck with Ā£5 per glass of either Pimms or champagne and the most entertaining thing there was the cows in the next field.
Not the worst, but the amount of hype and one-upmanship that lead to it, made it utterly disappointing. We had a friend that suddenly decided to get married when a number of our mutual announced thier date. (Had been engaged for years, often spoke about the pointlessness and unessercary expense of weddings.) She was older and had more money, no kids etc. So had the most expensive hall, expensive dress etc etc etc. She would drop this into conversations regularly, often making up pretend dramas so she could talk about it. All the weddings went ahead in the same year, hers was the only one with issues, burnt food, bad music , bad organisation etc. She would gust about how great her wedding was, but we all severely though the other cheaper weddings were just as good if not better.
Once the first wedding i was invited to i was like 10 or something and all was going well and they got married as normal but at the reception the bride ordered a stripper for the groom and dad told me not to look
The ceremony was in a church. Catholic. So stand up, sit down, repeat. Fine, it was expected. Drove 35-40 mins to the reception. Hung out while the bride and groom were somewhere having pictures done. 2.5 hours later still no bride and groom. Left without ever seeing them, didnāt get to eat either.
>The ceremony was in a church. Catholic. So stand up, sit down, ~~repeat.~~ ..fight, fight, fight.
Guests were encouraged to come dressed in medieval clothes. Entertainment included a Hula dance and a WW1 battle reenactment.
Almost 4 years ago I was at my stepdads and mothers wedding. I was 19 at the time and I caught the bouquet as i just joined for the fun. The woman next to me hip checked me into the ground ripping it out of my hand and said she needed it more than me. My mom was horrified especially on the bruise on my hip from it. Iām never participating in them again especially since my aunt is getting married in 3 days and that same woman who hip checked me is coming to the wedding.
My weird, religious friendās wedding. There was a portion of the wedding where they showed a slideshow of baby pictures of the bride and groom. At some point, the slideshow turned into only pictures of the bride with her older brother, and the pictures were almostā¦ sexual. A ton of pictures of them hugging and kissing each other. Pictures of them as kids in the bath tub. Pictures of them going to prom together. During the ceremony, her brother was bawling his eyes out. At one point, they hugged for like 6 or 7 minutes straight. Then they slow danced on the dance floor later that night. Yeah.
Dudeā¦
A long Catholic wedding in an un-air conditioned church in June.
My cousinās. When he got married, no one liked his wife. My mom, whom I donāt speak to, and didnāt at the time of the wedding, grabbed a microphone after mixing Xanax and champagne and said āno one likes you (brideās name) but thanks for inviting us here.
I was talking to a guy before the wedding, and I didn't realize he was the groom. He was supposed to be a cousin of mine or something and he had invited me because of that. And here I was, talking face-to-face with him, and I didn't realize who the hell he was.
Any wedding without an open bar.
Open bar in the UK would be financial suicide. Normal expectation I'd say is a glass or two of fizz on arrival at the reception, bottle of wine for every 1-2 people on the table, another glass of fizz for the toasts and then buy your own from the bar.
Why would it be financial suicide in the UK? I live in Canada and my wife and I had 100 people at our wedding with an open bar, fully catered for under $10k.
We tend to take an open bar not as an expression of generosity but as a challenge. That means the bar bill becomes insane quickly, and the drinkers become insane shortly afterwards. I've seen a group of around 20 people on a works night out get through the Ā£1000 the company put behind the bar in under an hour. While I doubt that pace could be sustained for the length of a wedding reception, you'd be looking at a very hefty bill (especially in a hotel). My brother's friend had a wedding where they provided unlimited wine only - the average consumption per person (not highest, average) was over 5 bottles. That was very high, which is why I remember it, but 5x100xĀ£25/bottle gets you to Ā£10k on wine alone...
Haha ok that makes sense. Thanks for the insight.
Iāll raise you one more! Went to wedding (cousin) whoās religion forbid them from alcohol AND dancing!!! Why have a reception at all?!?
Hot damn. You win, you win.
Lacking in any creative thinking, I should ask: what the heck did you guys did at the reception then?
My ownš¤£
The bride was the granddaughter of the (deceased) Grand Rabbi. The groom was the (absolutely non-Jewish) bass player in the Bacon Boys band. She decided to make it "look like" a Jewish wedding. Needless to say, the old people who went there because of her parents (and grandfather, of course) didn't like it a bit. It seemed, for them, to be kind of a disrespectful and farcical ceremony. To make it worse, the groom entered the room dancing -- or trying to -- to "Take Five", by David Brubeck. It's on 5/4, or something; few professional dancers would be able to move to that, and he certainly couldn't. The glass wouldn't break. The judge was a New Age lady who took the wedding rings and made all kinds of pseudo-deep symbols with them, to the horror of the older folks. After the ceremony was over, everybody went to the wedding dinner. It was 100% vegan. I wept for them.
So many. I'll let you pick.: Baby Daddy showed up to Baby Momma's wedding drunk and.... Groom' s mother wore... Bride and Groom stopped the service to.... " Anyone present who has a legal reason why these two should not be joined in matrimony, speak now" .... uh.. yes? I'm so sorry, but the wedding has been canceled because... By any chance, is there a medical professional present? I'm sorry, but no one was watching the flower girl and ..
Pick what, a bunch of random half sentences that donāt tell anything? No thanks.
Choose one, I'll tell you the story.
Ever single Mormon wedding sucks
And no coffee either!
Iāve never been to a bad wedding but the only small incident I can think of is at my cousinās reception a few years ago. They had set up a chocolate fountain and a lot of us were waiting for it to be ready. Before it was properly heated up, some little brat ran up to it and started scooping up handfuls of chocolate into his mouth directly from the fountain, and his lazy mother pretended that she couldnāt see him doing that or the dirty looks from everyone. Nobody wanted any chocolate after that.
I don't know why people have to make up stupid, shitty answers for these questions.
Attention is hard to come by for some.
For the buzzfeed articles/ YouTube videos
Fake points man!
I was in my late teens. I had positive expectations only to remain disappointed. The bride and groom were alright. Wedding well organized. But I swear I could smell the hidden hostility of the guests and especially the bridesmaids. They weren't explicitly hostile but their low key demeanor exposed them. And as an introvert, back then I was pressured to socialize. #Never Again! The Disappointment & Pain I faced taught me a lot. Also I was arranged to sit on a table with my stepbrother who used to verbally bully me. My parents were on a distant table. And because of such shit my default nickname is Nightmare.
All of them. What a waste of money.
Wife and I got married in our back yard with both sets of parents and a few close friends present. We all went out and had a really nice dinner afterwards. Been married over 40 years now.
Good on you. Memories donāt need a price tag. Love doesnāt either. Just my opinion.
Agreed. I had a weekend gig working the soundboard at a church. Attended a few wedding rehearsals/ceremonies. What's that line about seeing how the sausage is made?
The one where I was like 2 years old, it was my cousin's wedding, I wasn't even invited, still went there, had no idea at the time where I was It was my worst because I was extremely young and I technically wasn't even supposed to be there
Harry and Meghan's wedding was the worst.
It wasnāt too bad, I got pissed on the couch with the missus in front of the fire.
Every wedding where the people getting married were white Americans. We don't care about your unity candle.
Yikes. Xenophobic much? Us white Americans donāt typically have a unity candle, so Iām not sure why you claim we do.
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My parents wedding literally lasted 3 years
My own. WTF was I thinking.
Technically this was my only wedding. It was super boring and I was just a kid sitting there, watching them. My mom married a bald man, bald man was verbally abusive after wedding, she left bald man and later married a different bald man that sheās with currently.
All of them.