It isn't the people who can't come who haven't RSVP'd. It's all the extra people who hardly know us, whom my mother asked us to invite. All the same generation: one which I thought was particularly hot on etiquette.
So here we are at the cut off and I'm chasing what I know will be negative responses, knowing that there were people I could have invited whom I actually know and like.
I thought planning a party woudl be fun: it always looks fun in films!
AIBU?