Imagine my surprise when I opened a wedding invite that came with a price tag.
My acquaintance, let’s call her “Goldilocks,” had a very specific vision for her big day. And by vision, I mean a minimum cash gift of $1,000 per guest.
Anything less, she declared, “wouldn’t make a difference.” Oh, but it gets better.
We were instructed to label our gifts AND envelopes, lest our generous contributions go unnoticed. Heaven forbid she thank the wrong person for bankrolling her extravaganza!
I’m still trying to decide which is more breathtaking: her audacity or her math skills.
Maybe I’ll send her a lovely “thank you” card for teaching me the true meaning of “gold digger!”
Hold onto your hats, folks, because this one takes the wedding cake.
Picture this: you receive a save-the-date that looks suspiciously like an itemized bill. That’s right, these creative lovebirds decided to charge admission to their “destination” nuptials.
As if jet-setting to Nowheresville wasn’t pricey enough, we now had the privilege of paying for every morsel and moment of their big day. But wait, there’s more!
Turns out, the father of the bride was the maestro behind this matrimonial money grab.
Shockingly, the wedding was a disaster. Who could’ve seen that coming? I hear they’re planning a vow renewal.
P.S. I’ll be busy washing my hair that decade.
There you have it, folks, ten tales of wedding day wackiness that’ll make you appreciate eloping. Got your own story of nuptial nonsense?
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Source: amomama
