Terrible wedding behaviour.

[WayHarshTai]

In light of the recent rash of threads about it, I thought we could have a compilation thread to keep them all in one place.

I'll start with my wedding, and my SIL.

We wanted her DS (who was about two and a half) to be a sort of page boy and wear the same style suit as his dad (best man) and the rest of the 'wedding party' including my DS. SIL said no as he woudn't want to wear a suit. And then promptly went out and bought him, that's right, a suit to wear.

She then asked if we could arrange a vegetarian meal for her despite the fact she is not a vegetarian. Which of course we did, although it smacked of 'making life difficult'. And she then managed to take both veggie meals on the day leaving my actual veggie cousin without a meal (still not sure how this happened).

At the ceremony she brought her DS in eating the World's Biggest Icecream? which he then sat and slurped in his non matching suit all through the vows.

When we got to the venue she moved all the place settings around because she didn't like where she was sitting.

She then got very drunk very quickly, became very loud, heckled the speeches, announced her recent (six months ago) miscarriage to the room and then coralled me for nearly an on the balcony while she cried and told me how awful her life was.

I just found the whole thing quite funny (well, not the crying) and it makes for an interesting story, so if she was trying to ruin things it didn't work.

Anyway, that's my Terrible Wedding Behaviour story, I know you lot have some corkers, so spill.

I can't compete with any of these stories here but at my DH's niece's first wedding we were a little surprised to find there were so few guests beyond immediate family and very pleasantly astonished to discover that the BM was the G's Grandmother's new husband; we had not credited him with so much family feeling...
While we guests were waiting to go into the official part of the Registry office some mad woman, with wild black hair and unsuitable clothes, came in ranting and raving about how he was her son and he'd never even told her he was getting married, let alone invited her. As we looked on, aghast, she swore at everyone around and eventually flounced off and out of the building. I think she actually was the groom's mother from whom he was estranged, having been brought up by his grandmother.
The actual wedding was uneventful. The bride was given away by her SF and afterwards, in the pleasant garden where the photographs were to be taken, I was accosted by this chap I'd never met before who wanted to cry on my shoulder (literally) about how he hadn't been allowed to give away his little girl, and that he'd only been invited at the last minute. "Ah, said DH, coming to the rescue, "meet my XBiL".
The (seen better days) pub at which the reception was held had obviously catered for many more than the ten or so of us who were there. We eventually found out that the G had fallen out with his BM the night before (so seriously that the BM had threatened to kill him) and that the majority of the friends had sided with BM and decided to boycott the wedding. As we nervously nibbled at some unprepossessing samosas and surveyed the vast array of obviously Asian finger-food (all the wedding party and guests were white), we wished we could have boycotted it too. (BTW - nothing against good Asian food, but this was the equivalent of stale sausage rolls and cheese puffs)
The marriage lasted 30 months and two children, and we discovered he'd done a previous 30 months and two children with wife no. 1. He's now with No. 3. She's made it to 36 months, but hasn't had the second child yet: wise woman.
At niece's second wedding last year, to a really super chap we all like, my two daughters were bridesmaids and everything went like clockwork. So far, that marriage seems to be going well too.

Not a patch on whats happened to everyone else but some worth sharing...

At a wedding in Scotland the lady vicar asked us 'Southerners' if we knew what a Stushi was .
'Raw fish Innit ' was the cockney reply from the back of the church . most of the congregatioin found it funny , even if the vicar didnt.

A friend of a friend got married in Sufflok and the venue caught fire and the fire brigade had to attend . The ceremony was moved but all the chairs had the acrid stink of a house fire on them.

Same wedding , An ex of the Bride was there and there was nearly a huge fight as they were all martial arts experts and the Best Man and the ex thought fighting would prove who loved who the most

Sisters wedding , Her colleagues attended the evening reception and there was a free bar . They decided to leave early and helped themsleves to a load of bottles of Moscow Mule to take away with them ,-till DBil interevened.

Another wedding and there were a few exceptionally drunk policemen there . One ended up having an extreamly rude shouting match with a senior officer over a taxi and was last seen hiking away from the venue over misty feilds in the middle of nowhere

I also can't compete with some of these, but have been laughing my way through the thread!

The only story I have is a bridezilla one. A friend's daughter was asked to be chief BM for an old school friend. The bride had asked a LOT of friends to be bridesmaids and they were to have 4 hen dos, one at a spa, one abroad, etc... Friend's daughter was a student and not able to afford all of these- cue bride screaming at her that she wasn't doing her duty and the least she could do was attend all 4.

Fast forward to the wedding, friend's daughter hadn't been given any instruction on getting the bride ready, or what the bride wanted their hair, etc to be like- given the previous 8 months thought it would be a good idea to ask. Was told in no uncertain terms that the bride didn't care what BM's hair looked like as the day was about HER. BMs should keep out of it.
She tried to say she had only wanted -
To be shouted down.

MoB did all the bride's getting ready. BMs not welcome. Then at the wedding the BMs were allowed down the aisle after bride... and nothing more. It turned out the bride had picked out all her friends she thought were prettier than herself and asked them to be BMs so she could insist that they kept out of the photos. They had to sit inside on their own while the rest of the wedding party spent hours outside having photos done. The BMs are not in any of them! MoB did all the attending to the bride during the reception with the BMs doing all the running and carrying off scene.

I went to a Quaker wedding once - I was PG and so was another friend, also a guest, and we ended up sitting next to one another.

Quaker weddings involve (for those who don't know) a fair bit of sitting in silence waiting for someone to be inspired to say something. I don't have the most reverent of digestions anyway, and given that I was PG, it's probably not that surprising that the quiet contemplation was interrupted by a massive belly rumble from me, followed by one from the other PG guest. The two of us then spent several minutes trying desperately not to giggle audibly.

Mind you, given that this was also a wedding where the reception venue had been double-booked and the half-hour before it had involved friends desperately ringing round on their mobiles to find a vacant hall/community centre that would take the reception at such short notice, I think the B&G had more on their minds than a few quiet, involuntary, 'obbleobbleobble' noises from the back of the hall.

Pickle I really hope Bridezillas friends have ditched her, why even have bridesmaids if your intention is to erase all evidence you ever than them!

Wowzers! My wedding was pretty bloody good compared to this lot! Hubby wrote his speech in the car on the way to the ceremony...it rained all day (in August! ) my Nan tried to keep the stupid tinfoil swan they'd made out of her baked potato at the carvery supper and the DJ who wed asked to play the music we liked played the music man and FUCKING AGADOO all night. And turned out, on the night, to be called 'The Tommy Tomato Experience' (boak) 12 years later and I'm still bitter

I was a bridesmaid at a wedding a few years back.

After the rehearsal, we all decided to have a drink at the bar. The hotel sent us through the reception room. Cue a tantrum from the bride because "it was supposed to be a surprise." There was a second tantrum when someone suggested dinner at the hotel, because she had arranged to have dinner "just with her girlfriends", which included the other bridesmaids but not me.

I spent a few hours helping the FOB make the seating plan. When he proudly showed the bride, she had a fit; "IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE IVORY-PURPLE-IVORY! THIS IS PURPLE-IVORY-PURPLE!" She then proudly told everyone that even though the hotel staff, her father, and several other people were incompetent, she was a really chilled out bride and was taking it all in her stride.

At the reception, the MOH threw a drink over, and slapped her boyfriend after he had a conversation with an old female friend. He spent the rest of the night outside the venue, pacing back and forth and telling everyone he had been taking steroids and self defense classes because she kept beating him up.

The bride and I don't speak any more.

A relative who's husband couldn't attend asked if she could bring a grandchild. We agreed but on the day were told that said grandchild had gone out with other GM to buy a new school coat.

Hey, don't worry that was only a table setting and a £100 odd quid down the drain.....

Very drunk bride (me)

I cant believe some of these!!! ....my wedding is next month and I'm slightly panicked now!!

Place marking to read the rest later! xx

No where near as bad as some of these other ones.

At my wedding in the evening do, a close friend (used to be best friend but him and DH drifted apart) had a massive go at him for not being best man. DH told him where to go.

My MIL then proceeded to drunkenly complain to DH that he's not paying enough attention to her, that she doesn't know anybody at the wedding and she's having a lousy time. DH sent her home in a cab.

Poor DH. In hindsight he put up with some crap that evening.

Not the actual wedding, but a few from mine - my MIL and SIL are ok generally so it must just be weddings that do funny things to people.

• I asked Mum and MIL for a list of the formal group shots they would like, of the family. MIL sent over here, there were about 15 and I wasn't included in any of them, just DH and our DD. Of course I did shove myself into the middle!
• After the wedding she put up a photo of SIL holding our DD from our wedding up in a big frame in our house. None of us on our wedding day.
• SIL and her boyfriend announced their engagement the morning after the wedding, we had a Sunday lunch at our local with all of DH's family and it was all anyone talked about.

It's their wedding soon, maybe I should take pointers from this thread

THat was meant to be in HER house, not our house, that would have been even worse!

Pascha That sounds epic!

For info - ZOMBIE THREAD ALERT

Two of my best friends left my reception early to watch a World Cup match (on TV). It wasn't even England playing.

Years later, they both joke about it. It annoyed me then, and still does.

As a guest at a recent wedding, I noticed someone on our table had lined up three large wine glasses and was insisting that they were all filled each time the waiters came round with wine. They were all for her and she was horribly drunk.

My hateful BIL threw a tantrum and insisted on inviting a girl he had been chatting to over the internet to our wedding even though HE HAD NEVER PHYSICALLY MET HER and she lived overseas. Of course she didn't turn up. I refused to take her place setting away before the meal and made him sit next to her empty chair with her name card on it.
A few years later we went to his wedding and his bride (not the same girl) got drunk and spent the whole reception throwing up into a bucket.
Also at our wedding, just after the first dance, one of the ushers was very publicly proposed to by his girlfriend using the DJ's microphone in the middle of the dance floor.

My MIL also attempted to open our wedding gifts, but my dm put her in her place! Typical thoughtless behaviour of mil.
. My SIL & BIL had pictures of themselves, and only themselves taken at their wedding, which I thought was weird, never seen a wedding album like it. Loads of photos of them in a field, on a bridge etc with twee 'special effects ' , it was as if no one else was there. It made me sad as her DF, my FIL, who was a lovely man, died 2 years later so no pictures of him at his only daughter's wedding.
I made damn sure there were lots of photos of family and friends taken at ours, especially our parents.

Recently went to a wedding where the Grooms entourage were doing West Ham signs and chants during the speeches and ceremony. Said entourage also started fight with photographer. There were about half the wedding guests in and out the toilets doing cocaine too. It was an experience

My MIL wore all white to my wedding. My BIL wore jeans. I forgot to arrange a nice car and only realised about 10 mins before wedding so ended up arriving to the ceremony in DH's mate's van.

Mine went better than my cousins wedding- the hotel kitchen had a fire during dinner and we all had to stand outside in the rain while the fire brigade sorted it, then the cake randomly collapsed on its own just before being cut, then during the dancing part my cousin got a nose bleed and got blood all over his new wife. They did think it was funny though

Not so much bad behaviour, but I went to a wedding once, and a fuse blew every time someone used the hand dryer in the ladies, so the disco stalled.

Zombie thread plus I didnt even answer the OP's question properly

I know it is a zombie thread, but can I add one?

Bride and groom were uni friends of mine. The wedding was in Wales and guests had traveled many hundreds of miles to be there, most of them staying at least two nights in a hotel.

The bride was 30 minutes late to the wedding - just bearably late.
The reception is held in a hotel in the arse-end of nowhere, no information given on how to get from the church to the hotel. Many guests become terribly lost en-route. Other guests have to start sending out search parties.
No sign of the bride or groom or any of their families. Turns out they have gone off to have photos in local picturesque spot. For four hours.
Guests are not allowed into hotel while waiting, luckily the weather is OK and there are some garden seats outside (but not enough). Hotel staff become frantic because the timings for the food are completely shot.
Mid-afternoon the wedding party eventually rock up, no apologies and no photos taken with any guests. The hotel staff serve lunch at a run.
Bride gets wrecked and insists on giving a long, rambling speech thanking her hairdresser.
Hotel staff on the verge of a nervous breakdown - we are now running about six hours behind schedule and the lunch segues neatly into the evening entertainment. Which turns out to be a very blue, 1970s-style comedian who rolls out every sexist and racist joke in the book.
At 11pm I finally manage to grab my first word with the bride, tell her she looks wonderful, say goodbye and thank her for inviting us.
I never hear from the bride or groom again, not even a thank you for the gift...or a reply to the note I sent with a few photos of guests (from the church and waiting in the hotel garden) included.

I got the feeling all the guests were just extras in her bridal extravaganza rather than, you know, friends, people, guests.

I am soooo enjoying these!

I've never appreciated my own (very difficult) family so much. Our wedding passed off pretty much without incident (except for my mother say my dress was shite), but that's probably because none of them were talking to each other (nothing new there, then).

Mine was a wedding on a hall and a wedding done on a budget. Absolutely no problem with that and it was great until it was realised that the 'top table including the bride and groom' had different food (we all had buffet they had waitress catered) and much better wine than everyone else. They hid the wine under their table!