to ask what's rudest/most bizarre wedding behaviour you've known of?

[PinkStarAtNight]

Lighthearted thread, inspired by the mention of wedding politics on another thread...just interested to know if anyone out there has experienced/known of any weddings/wedding related behaviour more bizarre/rude than the one I know of. Wedding guest behaviour, bride/groom behaviour and weddings that were just bizarre in general all welcome...

So, I'll start:
Couple getting married were on a very low budget (so much so that their centrepiece wedding cake was actually just cardboard with icing and decorations over it) but they still wanted a 'nice/fancy' wedding with sit down meal and servers...so they hired a town hall for an 'afternoon tea' luncheon type thing just after the wedding, with only close friends and family invited. They then asked other, less close, friends to 'have the privilege' of serving them at this 'high tea' event, free of charge, as a favour, instead of an invite to the wedding (not even the evening party that came later).
It was actually phrased as 'would you like to have the privilege of serving us at our wedding?' and people who were asked were very much expected to see it as an honour. Apparently it's somewhat of the 'done thing' in their circle.

These friends/servers were given waiter/waitress uniforms to wear. Just another reminder- they were NOT being paid. One of the people asked to do it was a friend of mine. She actually thought she was quite close to the family, had known them years and been round for dinner and things like that, but realised they obviously didn't see her that way when instead of a proper invite to the wedding she was asked to do this.

She said that she accidentally split tea whilst pouring it out for someone at this 'luncheon' (I mean its not like she was a professional server!) and the bride's father snapped at her. Everyone at the table treated her exactly like a professional server, not making wye contact, not even thanking her, barking orders at her etc, even though she had known all of them for years and spent time at their house for gatherings...all the servers were 'thanked' a few weeks after the wedding with a box of basic Cadbury chocolates, the type that cost about £5 from Tesco. These boxes of chocolates were elaborately wrapped up and sent with thank you cards. Once opening the box, my friend realised they were all white...looked at the sell by date and they were years out!! 😂

Now, it wasn't really anything to me because I wasn't close to couple (knew them, had mutual friends but never expected to be invited in any capacity) so didn't affect me at all, but I think the whole thing was completely bizarre and such rude and entitled behaviour towards people who were supposed to be their friends. Apparently being asked to dress up in a waitor outfit and take orders/serve people is an immense honour. I didn't, and still don't, have words 😂

Anyone else got anything to top this?

MIL was hospitalised in the week leading up to our wedding due to panic attacks and high blood pressure after months of her and SIL trying to control the arrangements and falling out with us when we wouldn't do it her way. On the day she constantly said how loud it was - just a normal summer wedding - I caught her and SIL speaking about how awful my dress and my DM's outfit was.

At SIL's wedding 3 months later DH and I were split up during the meal (the only couple this happened to) as it was a 'family table' he was sitting at. She also constantly droned on about how much better their wedding was than ours.
Not actually at the wedding, but I had tonsilitis and couldn't go to DH cousin's wedding the following year. The next day MIL 'phoned me to tell me how many girls DH had danced with at the reception!

Did she start singing the Yvonne Fair song 'It should've been me'?!

@TheScottishPlay JFC your MIL and SIL sound horrifying I hope you are low contact with them!

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Can't be that Catholic.

Yes seems they are used occasionally. I think most folk on MN would not have been attending weddings during the war though!

Also how would they know whether she was any good at photography?

Hope they got lots of shots of backs of heads, feet, the wedding party from neck downwards and so on.

I went to one where the guests had to queue for cold burger and chips,served on paper plates with no cutlery.

I done quite a few wedding cakes where one or more of the layers is a dummy. I generally do them when the couple want a particular style of cake, for example three or more tiers, but usually don't have enough guests to justify that amount of cake being served.

OP, what those people did is by far and away the biggest example of CF-ery I have ever seen either on MN or off. My jaw is on the floor! I can't believe anyone took them up on the 'offer'.

My own wedding was another one. We wanted a small, intimate and affordable childfree wedding as we had no children ourselves.

A family member who had excluded all children from her wedding except her own took a huff over her kids not being invited. We loved all the kids but didn't want them there nor could we afford them as there was more kids than adults between me and DH family at the time. The wedding was starting to get bigger and bigger so we ended up eloping with 8 very close family members. We didn't have a reception when we got back as we didn't want either. We both hate fuss and struggle being the centre of attention so a big wedding was our ideal of hell.

Me and DH are still together, still glad we eloped and despite having 3 kids now still glad we during invite kids as it was our day and we got it the way we wanted it. We had a fabulous honeymoon with the money saved on the wedding

I can’t get over the partial invitations! I’ve not heard of this before (I’m in Australia). To the best of my knowledge it’s not a thing here at all.

Oh, it's awful. It's quite the thing now, never used to be. That's because weddings have changed now and many of them are about the images rather than a traditional celebration.

I'm surprised that the groom t0 be stayed with her, couldn't he see the kind of horrible person he was marrying?

My brother got married for the third time. Thought he was having a very small ceremony, which was great followed by a lunch at a nice restaurant. Drove two hours to get there with two small children.
Discovered AT the wedding ceremony that everybody except me and our parents were invited to a reception we knew nothing about.
I'm his only sibling, his sister, and he didn’t invite me and our Mum and Dad to the reception. I cried all the way home.

@Hawkins0001 I'd rather go to a wedding reception and be served French bread with cheese and pate and toast the bride with plonk if that is what they can afford for their loved ones and friends than be tiered by ranking into a curated, Instagrammable horror.

Oh no, @Starlia ! What an arse.

@starlia I am so sorry. That's shocking.

I cancelled my engagement and went to stay with my parents as I was devastated. The day of my cancelled wedding my sister arrived with her boyfriend to announce they were engaged and would be getting married with lots of details about their wedding plans. Funnily enough her divorce happened within 18 months, karma I guess.

DH and I were invited to his friend’s daughter’s wedding. She was marrying a chap from a farming family so she turned up to the wedding on a tractor - unusual but quite good fun. After the meal father of the groom began his speech by telling us all that the family had their own slimming club where they weighed each Saturday and noted down everyone’s losses or gains. He then produced a pair of bathroom scales and every member of the family solemnly trooped up, one by one to be weighed and have the loss/gain written in the book and read out to the wedding guests. Meanwhile, the father of the bride, who was an avid fan of a particular football club, sat at the top table with an earpiece in, listening to the commentary of his team’s match, ignoring everything else and trying not to celebrate too loudly when they scored.

At the reception the bride’s DF’s ex-wife came over to spend about an hour grilling me as to whether I was a suitable wife for my DH (I’m his 2nd wife and she knew the first one quite well). It was a memorable wedding if nothing else and, no the marriage didn’t last beyond 18 months!

Not a wedding I attended but I worked at a tourist attraction that offers afternoon tea experience but also offers weddings. It’s all very niche anyway, and the afternoon tea experience is very lovely but mainly for day tripper types. The weddings are obviously coordinated by events staff, the decor is fancier etc and they reserve a special part of the tourist attraction for just weddings and private parties to keep it extra special for couples. One couple decided to get married locally, church or somewhere, then book the day trippers afternoon tea experience. For some reason, they thought that this was the same experience as the wedding package (which allows for getting married at the licensed premise) and we’re very vocal about how they’d been mis-sold and had their day ruined because we hadn’t just given them the advertised wedding experience when they’d turned up in a wedding dress and suit with full wedding party in tow. Despite the fact that weddings take a lot of planning and the expense, they really couldn’t understand this and requested a full refund for the service they’d received (and booked)!

At our Wedding one of my bridesmaids rapidly disappeared after the speeches, (about 8pm). Couldn't find her anywhere.
She resurfaced at 10pm when I found her sat on a sofa in a sexy kimono with one of my Aunts' giving her a review of one of the groomsmen's performance having gone for a 'quickie' in one of the bedrooms. The worst thing though was that the videographer was still there in the evening so our wedding video shows my late Aunt being given explicit details by a thoroughly shagged young woman in scant undies!

My uncles wedding. He had the wedding one day and then the reception 2 weeks later. I’d met his girlfriend maybe 4 times before the wedding and she didn’t say hi to me once. The first time I met her she came to my house and didn’t say a word….no hello. No goodbye. No happy birthday or nice to meet
you
literally in my own house for my own birthday and she didn’t utter a word to me. I thought maybe she was just shy so gave her another 3 chances. Again no words were uttered to me……

so at their wedding she also didn’t speak to me so that made an awkward line where you greet the groom and bride etc

anyway I again didn’t say a word to her and I’d never met her family. I didn’t even know their names but I chatted happily to my own family.

anyway we left that and went home. Midnight the night before the reception (two weeks later) I was showing my mum what I was going to wear and she suddenly fell apart and burst into tears. Now I’ve only seen my mum cry once before that and so this shocked me. She told me I’d been uninvited to the reception because…….

I hadn’t spoken to the brides mum and dad…..

smh. I didn’t even know their names. I didn’t even know their faces but yep I was uninvited

when I text my uncle who I was really close with where I said ‘I’m more hurt than you’ll ever know’

he replied with ‘well it was all your fault. You did it to yourself’

eventually my family saw her for who she really is but it took years and I still don’t speak to him really. So sad. He’s still married though…

Many many years ago I was a last minute invite to the wedding of a friend of my boyfriend. It was not until we arrived and I saw the seating plan which read, (boyfriend's name) and (boyfriend's name) bit of fluff that I realised his ex girlfriend was the bride. One of the male guests at the table was kind enough to tell me that the bride hadn't got over their break up ( a few years prior) and this was her revenge for him meeting someone else.

My boyfriend and I split soon after. I have no idea what happened to the married couple.

@CurlyTandtheTangles My father did that. Left my mother 2 days after my wedding, when I was on honeymoon. I came back to utter hell. Not seen my father since (it was the last straw in a whole hayfield of straws).