What drama have you witnessed at a wedding?

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I've been watching a lot of tv in recent months and there is always a lot of drama at weddings. Fights, declarations of love, speaking now instead of forever holding peace, has anyone ever seen any drama unfold at a wedding?

Name changed for this. I've seen a man at a wedding get very drunk and touch up one woman, get punched by the partner and then do something similar to another woman and get punched again. He was a groomsman.

Went to one like a scene from shameless chief bridesmaid 40's pissed staggering down isle shouting telling her kids to shut the fuck up .
bride fighting at reception and groom sat crying .

I love a good wedding thread 😁

My wedding was massive and thankfully everyone got on!

One guest had a minor screaming match with another but she has form for it and quite severe mental health issues, exacerbated by alcohol. Her ex husband escorted her from the wedding but it was dealt with so quietly I didn't find out until, the next day 🤷‍♀️

I was bridesmaid for an exceptionally well endowed bride who kept "popping" out of the top of her lovely but unfortunate choice of strapless dress. My job was to hiss, subtly, "(name) nipple!" every time one popped out.

We were at a wedding where an old family friend of the brides was taking the photos. He was a professional photographer doing it as a favour. After the speeches the brides mother told her husband she had been sleeping with the photographer for years and was leaving her marriage for him. They left the reception together. That was nearly 40 years ago and the bride hasn’t spoken to her mum since.

More recently I was at a wedding when the grooms mum had a heart attack whilst the happy couple were signing the register. Luckily both the bride and groom were doctors so there were many people qualified to help. The mum was blue-lighted to hospital and made a full recovery. She was also a medic and was very stern with staff at the hospital who attempted to cut her out of her beautiful designer outfit.

My own. My ex in laws- were extremely wealthy and absolutely loathed me. My MIL wore black from head to foot -like she was at a funeral. She cried at the exchange of the rings -and said loudly "It's done now, we can't stop it any more" -they had refused to let us get married in a church as they were of a different religion -so we got married in a reg office and did it "non religious" and they tried to make it like a religious wedding but their religion not ours and got told off by the wedding officator person. MIL and FIL complained loudly and often about the food at the reception -even though they hadn't contributed a cent. MIL also told me I looked fat in my wedding dress and told my best friend that I was an ignorant B**h , soleyl out to get money out of her "wonderful" son and this was the worst day of her life. She also tried to get my new husband's brother to stay in our hotel room after the wedding -for the wedding night itself as she claimed he hadn't / they hadn't booked a room for him and that he could sleep on the sofa in the bridal suite room with us. I'm divorced and I miss none of the family. None of them.

@Fuckitsstillraining

I know that type of wedding, there is a pub in a town near me that caters for the weddings others won't have, theres a huge nissan hut (I think that's what its called) at the rear of the premises, they put barrels of ice with cans of beer in it, the glasses are plastic, the tables and chairs are screwed to the floor, the bridal party pay a certain amount which determines the amount of beer provided and when that's gone they can pay more for it to be topped up,no food is served, they often nip to the chinese takeaway next door. Next day its hosed out and ready for the next wedding. Each bridal party provided their own decorations and DJ.

Nissen hut. [https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nissen_hut]]

Strangest wedding I went to was as a plus one with a boyfriend at the time. The atmosphere was really odd and sombre, and various guests and members of the bridal party kept randomly crying, including the groom and groomsmen who at one point had a mass hug and a cry. Turns out one of the intended groomsmen had DIED on the stag party, overdosed on party drugs. There was apparently an international hoo ha afterwards to with police investigations etc. Why exbf (luckily didn't go on stag because of work) didn't think to mention it before I have no idea. It was the strangest, saddest wedding I've ever been to!

Some of these stories might be exercising a bit of poetic license but who cares? Most entertaining thread I've read for months. The story by @Cherrypudding and the crepe suzette waiter had me honking like a goose!

A few punch ups over the years. Fortunately I left before a cousin mooned the crowd with her g string in front of her young kids, got called a name then threw a drink that ended up in a mass brawl. Mostly they are ok until late into the night

Beautiful country church. Guests, groom and best man all in place. The bride arrived and walked up the aisle with her father and the bridesmaids. It was only then that everyone realised that there was no vicar. Everyone stood still, in complete silence. A couple of minutes later the vicar appeared at the door in "civvies", carrying a suitcase. He headed for the vestry for a quick change & reappeared, apologising that he had the wrong time in his diary. A minor blip, as the rest of the day was great!

This felt very dramatic for myself and the group I was with at the time. We walked out en masse from a couple's wedding reception. We made really weak excuses and left quickly. I felt nervous about seeing the couple afterwards at work but they seemed completely oblivious.

We were invited to the wedding reception and evening party of a bland couple who we'd known for a few years and got on with, worked with and socialised slightly with. They seemed normal, typically English people - nice but just a bit insipid and dull.

We all worked for a very multicultural company but they weren't particularly close to many people there and were planning to move back to their home town a few months later when their contracts finished. Nothing struck us as being odd about them. We were pleased they'd invited us even though it was taking place a few hours travel away.

The racism was apparent almost as soon as we sat down at the reception. I've never felt so uncomfortable. The speeches were all about their involvement in a local group, fund raising and publications available to buy at a little stand by the cake. There were donation boxes everywhere; it was more like a recruitment event than a wedding. We finished eating and just left. The environment was so intimidating and the person behind the information stand kept trying to pressurise us into signing stuff and buying photocopied drivel at ridiculous prices.

At work the husband then kept trying to recruit us to the cause and spewing propaganda. They were really animated about their activities and kept trying to educate us as we were all ignorant and needed to know what was really going on. Their honeymoon was training together at a racist retreat. It was a relief when they left a few months later.

When I was dating my now DH, we went to a wedding of one of his extended family. It took place in a country with deep division, a split capital between six or seven sects, a lot of violence. A local militia turned up to the wedding because they hadn't been paid enough for the number of guests who passed through their area. The father of the groom was taken away for quite a tense half an hour. I think he paid up, but the men from the militia stayed to join the wedding which was very uncomfortable. We then sat for dinner at a table, where some family members decided an in-depth conversation on how the family were 'tight' (it was a wedding with maybe 500 guests, very expensive, no expense spared apart from the militia payment apparently) and the decor looked tacky (it didn't). The tension had almost settled to a workable level when the groomsmen set fireworks off inside, and people on the balcony area started shooting their firearms into the air. I knew about the shooting, but combined with loud indoor explosions and the presence of a militia the family aren't aligned with meant my DH and I practically shat ourselves.

It was the day my DH came around to the idea of saving the money and eloping. My MIL has never forgiven us , and my mother has never forgiven her family for ruining her chance to be the mother of the bride.

Wife of a wedding DJ here...

Grooms mum was shall we say not the biggest fan of her sons choice of bride. And everyone knew it. So they did the first dance, all lovely. Then the second song started. Groomsmen and bridesmaids joined the happy couple to dance along to Kanye West ‘Golddigger’.

Groom had sent over a list of songs to be played throughout the reception. About 8 hours worth of tracks, not to be deviated from. No idea why they hired DH as the DJ for this, but anyway. DH did his job, played the songs in order as requested. Inevitably people came up and requested songs DH did his best to fob them off, not wanting to explain the real reason. In the end the best man said come on mate why can’t you play what I’ve resquested. DH said he’d been under instruction not to deviate from the playlist. ‘Who said this?’ The groom says DH. To which he got...

‘Oh FFS, no one likes him anyway!’

I wasn't at the wedding but walked past a venue once as police riot vans screeched up, guests came spilling out screaming, some bloody, and a cacophony of noise emitted from the open windows and patio doors. We stopped (police wouldn't let people move down the road) and saw who we presume was the groom waving a broken bottle, a bridesmaid yelling obscenities, groomsmen throwing chairs, an elderly man threatening to "fuck up" another guest. I gather there was a gang rivalry and it had reached crunch point. Bit like Romeo and Juliet minus the iambic pentameter.

Very drunk Bridesmaid and Groomsman having actual s*x on a dock outside the reception during...THE DAY. Both married

The groom says DH. To which he got...

Oh FFS, no one likes him anyway!’

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I was once on a hen do in an 18-30 resort and a stag do we're there too only 4 of them. The groom was a total arrogant prick and his mates were sweethearts. The best man (groom's cousin) ended up telling me that groom's mum had to ask him to be best man as groom has no friend and the other 2 on the stag were groom's colleagues and the best man had to BRIBE them to come on the stag do, the groom was so universally disliked

This thread makes me sad...

DH's cousin's groom's speech where he cried the whole time. Not like a few tears on his sleeve. Weeping so hard his nose was running. Then, his best man gave a speech with absolutely no jokes, humour or even really anything nice to say. Just a rambling story about their Duke of Edinburgh that was supposed to have a point but didn't. The bride's mum started crying during this. Then, my baby started crying so I thankfully got to excuse myself for the bride's dad's speech. It was apparently even worse. My DH now goes to the toilet right before speeches start at weddings.

Mother of the groom (in her 60s) drank too much and slipped on the stairs in he reception restaurant wide carpeted stairs, so you did have to be dizzy!), had a knock and bleeding from her head , ambulance came and it was concussion - took her to hospital but not before a few guests in white sgirts rushed to help and ended up with blodied shirts. (She was ok and back home next day, thankfully)

Groom got upset and went awol fom reception for an hourwith a mate, ensuing a row and tears from the bride who was upset he's just disappeared (in women's powder room).

the paranthesis missing before 'wide carpeted stars' obvs!

Think I've said this one before on here
People still making the wedding dress at 1am night before
The bride was 45 mins late groom 1.5 hours late. So late that people for the next wedding (v. Popular church in the middle of June type thing) were pitching up before the bridal party were there. Bride panicking that she'd been ditched at the alter.
The sermon was very rushed and about punctuality. Vicar didn't hide his annoyance

The reception was in some local sports centre were the booze had been dropped off night before. And between then and the start of the reception most of it had been pinched

I went to a wedding of someone at work, I snogged his much younger son. Didn't realise till later how young I knew he was a bit younger. Still don't know if the groom knows and when he brings his son up I'm 😬😬😬😬

that was the same story, not two separate ones

Not sure if this counts as drama. Wedding going just fine until celebrant said 'Congratulations to the new Mr and Mrs X'. The bride turned to the groom and announced loudly, 'There's no way I'm taking your name'. There was a very long and awkward silence. They came back from their 2 week Caribbean honeymoon and filed for divorce.

I went to the evening reception of a friend's sister's wedding as a teenager. The bride's father got hammered, got into a fight with his new son-in-law and punched him in the face. The Groom, understandably, thumped him back. The bride's mother then played such a drama llama act that the bride spent her wedding night with her mother instead of her husband. The bride's parents destroyed the couple's relationship very quickly because anytime they didn't like anything the bride's mother played the devastated/think I'm going to have a heart attack card.

Another one I went to as a teen was the coldest atmosphere I've ever experienced. Two 18yos getting marred. He'd joined the army and she was pregnant. Both families were absoutely furious. As far as his family was concerned she was a tramp who'd destroyed his chances of uni and as far as hers were concerned he was an idiot who'd wrecked her life and saddled her with a baby. At the wedding there was three long tables at the reception. One for her family, one for us and one down the middle for us friends - we were basically the buffer zone between them. It was horrid.

The two families still despise each other, even though said baby is now 22, was joined by three others and they're still happily married.

I just thought of another one. My sister wept, ugly cry through most of her sons wedding and reception. During the Mother/son dance her shoulders were heaving. It was awful. People thought she had lost her mind.