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A newlywed couple hold hands and cross the street in the pouring rain. (stock)
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“This weekend we had a wedding in a mountain lake town about a three-hour drive from our city. We had known for a few weeks that this weekend the weather was going to be horrible: picture-freezing rain in 40-degree weather. Some guests were informed about the weather, but we were not included in that email. Thankfully, we checked the weather and were like, “Oh *hit! I had to go out and buy a jacket to go with my dress and warmer shoes.” I spent money on getting my hair and nails done, and a 2-night stay at a motel in this town was over $600.”
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A well-dressed man in a button-up shirt holds a clear umbrella in the rain (stock).
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“On the wedding day, all the guests showed up to get picked up by a bus that was incredibly dirty. We got bused to the lake, and it was pouring rain, windy, and freezing. They handed us some umbrellas, but it was pouring down so hard that they were not helpful. My dress and jacket were absolutely soaked. I’m holding onto my husband for body heat because I’m so uncomfortably cold that I can’t stop shivering. The bride had 13 bridesmaids, so just getting everyone down the aisle took forever, and she had her bridesmaids not wearing any kind of jacket, so these women are up front looking miserable. The ceremony was about an hour long, and we couldn’t see anything because of the umbrellas. I was so happy when it finally ended; I was scared I was getting too cold. We then got bussed to another location where they are having cocktail hour, and it’s a huge tent that absolutely could’ve fit everyone for a ceremony. The bridal party went to their lodge to change their clothes while the guests were left in their soaking wet clothes because since we were bused in, we couldn’t leave.”
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A large wedding tent catering to an event with hundreds of guests outdoors. (stock)
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"I beg the bus driver to let us in; both buses were full, and I did not want to end up stranded in the middle of nowhere with no car and no cell service. I see there are coolers of booze taking up whole seats, and I pleaded with the bus driver to let me crouch down in front of the cooler. He lets us on reluctantly, and people start banging on the door to let them on the bus. The bus driver drives off without them. The drive was long, and I had to squat the whole time. I was so over it by the end that I actually started to cry. It felt like we were being held hostage.
Here’s the thing: if you cannot accommodate all your guests, just cut down your guest list. I would’ve happily sat this one out if I would have known how absolutely selfish the bride and groom would be to let their guests suffer in the freezing rain without a care in the world because they “wanted it on the beach”. I’m getting too old for these bulls*** weddings where we spend a lot of money, take time off work, get all dressed up for the bride and groom to not even say hi to us at all."
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Finally, after an hour, we get back on the bus to drive 45 minutes out of town to have dinner. Dinner is held in a big tent that is decorated beautifully, but of course, we are the last table, Table 21. We get to our table, which is right by the big open door to this tent, and there is one heater that is only on the other side of the tent by the bridal party. So I’m already back to freezing; my clothes have still not dried. Food starts being served, and they are passing around platters of potatoes and salmon that are cold. We realized everyone else was served steak and chicken, but because we were table 21, they ran out before it reached us.
Speeches start, and one of the bridesmaids talks about her childhood for 30 minutes straight. At this point, I’m just dy*ng for the dance floor to open up, not because I want to dance but because I’ve been soaking wet and freezing for 4 hours now, and I need to get warm; it’s about survival at this point. Finally, the dance floor opens up, and I’m finally feeling better. I danced for 2 hours straight just to stay warm. When the wedding finally ends, we go to get back on the bus, and they tell us there’s no room. People are so drvnk and oblivious that they are screaming at the top of their lungs and in the aisle of the bus.
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A bride gets escorted to a nice car while her guests are sent to a catered bus. (stock)
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