My May the 4th story:
Worked with a guy who was a bad cook and worse person, so I mind my business around him and don't associate except when necessary. My girlfriend gets invited to his wedding (she was friends with the bride), on Thursday, May 4th and it's a Star Wars themed wedding.
I was working in Lansing during the week and cooking in Metro Detroit on the weekends, so I took 2 days off to attend a wedding I didn't want to go to for a person I disliked. However, I'm a good sport and bought the couple a German cuckoo clock that was Star Wars themed, with a light saber show, music, etc.
Groom pulls me aside before the wedding and says "The only reason you're invited is your girlfriend." I got that Joe, and it's the 14th reason why I don't want to attend. Now I'm pissed and the clock is not returnable at this point.
Cue the wedding. It's a dump. Fine. The decorations are merely cardboard cut outs of characters. Okay, not my thing. But I behave.
When the newly weds went to the different tables to thank people for coming and introduce themselves, the groom shook my hand and pulled me in close. "I told you I didn't want you here and still don't." And that's when I saw red.
I behaved, but didn't sign the book or make a "video greeting". It's hard to rattle me, but I was livid and shaking with anger.
A few weeks later, I get a non-descript note in the mail that merely said "thanks for coming" and was only signed by the bride.
I never cared for Star Wars, but have been to a themed wedding. At least I got this story
website out of it.
