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*Still bitter about "best" friend's wedding*...
Wanna talk about rudeness... I hadn't seen my best friend for nine years...I flew all the way from Indiana to New York on my spring break from college to go to her stinking wedding, because "I was the maide of honor"...At least that's what I was being told...The WONDERFUL *gag* story goes as follows...
Get to NY, start hanging out with Sally (name changed...I don't really know anyone named Sally)...I ask what I should wear to the wedding cuz I'm retarded and the dress I brought was black.. Good 'ol Sal tells me 'not to worry about it' because I 'have surprises coming to me that I don't know about'. This is after being told for months that I'm the maid of honor... What would you assume??
The wedding is getting near...All the bride's maid's are picking up their dresses, making appts for hair & nails, etc...."Hey Sally, what should I wear?? Should I make any appointments?? How should I do my hair??".... "Oh don't worry about it, I told you, you have surprises coming to you that you don't know about!!".
Rehearsal comes along...my dad and I are both told we have to come... Correct me if I'm wrong, but usually only people in the actually wedding party need to go to that (well, including I guess parents and the priest and whatnot, but yeah....). Mmmmhmmm, you guessed it, we get to sit and watch rehearsal... And not only do I get to MEET her real bridesmaid, I'm pretty sure that I wasn't thrilled about it... Yet I'm told that I have a reserved spot in the limo, which is reserved for the wedding party only... *Confused at this point*.
After rehearsal, we go to where we're having the reception to set it up...We're setting up the table up front for the bridal party... No spot for me. "But don't worry, there are things I don't know about"...
Next day we get all the jewelry, the altered dresses/suits, the rest of the shoes, and the bridesmaid's "gifts"....Alright...
Day of the wedding...Amy doesn't get her hair done, doesn't get her nails done, doesn't get her make-up done (they went all out), and had nothing to wear other than what I brought from home...
I know the suspense is killing you, right? What did I get to do at the wedding??... Well now you know: NOTHING!!! That's right, nada... In fact, THAT DAY I got designated to be THE DJ AT THE RECEPTION because 'they didn't want to pay for one'. Thanks Sal, 10-4 good buddy.
The capper on the whole situation was this... Sally and Jason were leaving from their reception to go on their honeymoon... So we're saying goodbye to them (my dad and I) and what happens?? I get a hug and all Sally says is "Don't make it another nine years kid".... That's IT...My dad is next in line.. Right, of course she starts crying, talking about how she can't wait to see him again even though he's not gone yet, how great it was to see him, etc etc etc....
Wonderful wedding I'd say...wouldn't you?
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