A friend of mine that I've known since Junior High got married today. I went to her wedding and her Bridal Shower on Saturday. It was a very beautiful ceremony and I am really, really happy for her and the lucky groom!
However, I have to have a mini rant, because there are some people out there that are rude as fuck. One of these individuals (who I'll refer to as Jem) was at both the Bridal Shower and the wedding this morning. I've only met Jem three times prior to the Bridal Shower but every single time I have she's gotten on my nerves. My friend, the Bride, (who I'll also refer to as Bride to avoid confusion) has described Jem as being very sweet but I'm just not seeing this sweetness she speaks of.
At every single gathering that I've met Jem at, she has been grumpy, scowling, angry and has a serious chip on her shoulder. She's constantly pissed off and bitching about everything. When I first met her at a women's Bible study that Bride goes to, Jem was bitching about how many girls were there. Now, you may wonder why someone would go to a women's Bible study and complain about a bunch of women being there. Well, apparently if women have a gathering it's too girly and everyone is a fake bitch with fake laughter and no one is watching football or whatever. Jem is not a girly girl and doesn't like girly things. Nothing wrong with that. As a tomboy myself I get where she's coming from, but seriously, she doesn't need to constantly whine about how girls are doing girly things. Like talking, and laughing and eating little finger sandwiches and wearing skirts while not watching football.
Another time we all met up for a movie and dinner. Bride's future husband was there (this was a few years ago and they were still dating at the time) and he was the only male. It was myself, Bride, Jem and about two other girls. We were laughing, chatting it up about basic women things, complimenting each others hair, clothes and whatnot. Oh noes, too much estrogen for Jem. She turns to Bride's boyfriend and tells him about how she'd be discussing football with him instead of our inferior girly chat for empty headed females or whatever. Then she sits there, seething, hating every minute instead of choosing to enjoy the company.
TBH, I'd forgotten about Jem since that was several years go. Then came the Bridal shower and I remembered her - and exactly why I really, seriously don't like her. So she comes in with her mother, looking grumpy as always and Bride is feeling very overwhelmed. She has so many guests to meet and her wedding is in two days. She wants to greet everyone and make them feel welcome. So she sees Jem and greets her, saying that she really likes her hair. She asks Jem if she did anything with it. Jem looks directly at Bride, not even bothering to smile, and says, "It's called washed."
What. The. Fuck?
Did you seriously, in such a nasty and sarcastic tone, say that to the Bride? Did you really come into her Bridal Shower with that attitude and say that to her face? You're friend is getting married in two days and you have the nerve to be so rude? Luckily for Jem, Bride is much more gracious than I'll ever been in this life. If her comment angered or hurt her in anyway, Bride hid it very well and let it slide. Me? I probably would've asked her to leave if she's going to come with that attitude.
Later on I was talking to a friend of Bride's outside on the patio. Jem comes over saying that she had to get out because she was feeling claustrophobic in there. Now, I'll give her that much. While the house that the shower was at is very, very nice, it is not very good for entertaining a group of people that size. That's why we stepped outside. But this was not enough to placate the ever discontent Jem. She started pissing and moaning about how much she hated that there were so many girls here and they were laughing, smiling and having a good time and she'd rather be watching football (then go home and fucking watch football, you asshole!). She just has this need to brag about what a tomboy she is, all the fucking farkin' time! Anyway, that's not what really peeved me.
She started criticizing the shower, saying that the games were stupid and the whole thing sucked. Really? You're going to talk crap about the Bride's party behind her back like this? She worked really hard on this and her first and foremost priority was for her guests to have fun and laugh. Not her - us. Her friends and family. If this isn't your idea of fun then fine. To each their own. But have a level of graciousness and don't say things like that about the Bride's party. I ignored her ranting and made sure to stay the hell away from her for the rest of the night.
I talked to my fiance when I got home. I first told him how much fun I had then I talked about Jem's comments and how much they bothered me. I was kind of hoping that Jem wouldn't show up to the wedding because I just knew she was not going to have something nice to say. Sure enough . . .
After a wonderful, beautiful ceremony that left me in tears (cause I'm a sap like that :P) guess who rears her ugly, hateful little head? My my, Tons 'O Fun herself has arrived. Her first comment.
"Where's the beer? I seriously need to get drunk."
Aw, what's the matter? Too many girls? Not enough football?
"God this sucks. Look at those horrible dresses. I would never wear a dress like that."
Those "horrible" dresses she was mentioning? They were the Bridesmaids' dresses.
Wow, seriously. Fuck you, Jem. Fuck you straight off a cliff. What in the hell is wrong with you? This is your friend's wedding day! This is supposed to be the best day of her life! Is none of this registering with you? Or are you just so selfish that other people's happiness comes second to your need of football and beer?
Fiance and I avoided her for the rest of the reception and we had a great time! No matter what Jem says, the wedding was fantastic! I'm not sure my wedding can live up to the one Bride had today! But I'll try!
But seriously, fuck you, Jem.
However, I have to have a mini rant, because there are some people out there that are rude as fuck. One of these individuals (who I'll refer to as Jem) was at both the Bridal Shower and the wedding this morning. I've only met Jem three times prior to the Bridal Shower but every single time I have she's gotten on my nerves. My friend, the Bride, (who I'll also refer to as Bride to avoid confusion) has described Jem as being very sweet but I'm just not seeing this sweetness she speaks of.
At every single gathering that I've met Jem at, she has been grumpy, scowling, angry and has a serious chip on her shoulder. She's constantly pissed off and bitching about everything. When I first met her at a women's Bible study that Bride goes to, Jem was bitching about how many girls were there. Now, you may wonder why someone would go to a women's Bible study and complain about a bunch of women being there. Well, apparently if women have a gathering it's too girly and everyone is a fake bitch with fake laughter and no one is watching football or whatever. Jem is not a girly girl and doesn't like girly things. Nothing wrong with that. As a tomboy myself I get where she's coming from, but seriously, she doesn't need to constantly whine about how girls are doing girly things. Like talking, and laughing and eating little finger sandwiches and wearing skirts while not watching football.
Another time we all met up for a movie and dinner. Bride's future husband was there (this was a few years ago and they were still dating at the time) and he was the only male. It was myself, Bride, Jem and about two other girls. We were laughing, chatting it up about basic women things, complimenting each others hair, clothes and whatnot. Oh noes, too much estrogen for Jem. She turns to Bride's boyfriend and tells him about how she'd be discussing football with him instead of our inferior girly chat for empty headed females or whatever. Then she sits there, seething, hating every minute instead of choosing to enjoy the company.
TBH, I'd forgotten about Jem since that was several years go. Then came the Bridal shower and I remembered her - and exactly why I really, seriously don't like her. So she comes in with her mother, looking grumpy as always and Bride is feeling very overwhelmed. She has so many guests to meet and her wedding is in two days. She wants to greet everyone and make them feel welcome. So she sees Jem and greets her, saying that she really likes her hair. She asks Jem if she did anything with it. Jem looks directly at Bride, not even bothering to smile, and says, "It's called washed."
What. The. Fuck?
Did you seriously, in such a nasty and sarcastic tone, say that to the Bride? Did you really come into her Bridal Shower with that attitude and say that to her face? You're friend is getting married in two days and you have the nerve to be so rude? Luckily for Jem, Bride is much more gracious than I'll ever been in this life. If her comment angered or hurt her in anyway, Bride hid it very well and let it slide. Me? I probably would've asked her to leave if she's going to come with that attitude.
Later on I was talking to a friend of Bride's outside on the patio. Jem comes over saying that she had to get out because she was feeling claustrophobic in there. Now, I'll give her that much. While the house that the shower was at is very, very nice, it is not very good for entertaining a group of people that size. That's why we stepped outside. But this was not enough to placate the ever discontent Jem. She started pissing and moaning about how much she hated that there were so many girls here and they were laughing, smiling and having a good time and she'd rather be watching football (then go home and fucking watch football, you asshole!). She just has this need to brag about what a tomboy she is, all the fucking farkin' time! Anyway, that's not what really peeved me.
She started criticizing the shower, saying that the games were stupid and the whole thing sucked. Really? You're going to talk crap about the Bride's party behind her back like this? She worked really hard on this and her first and foremost priority was for her guests to have fun and laugh. Not her - us. Her friends and family. If this isn't your idea of fun then fine. To each their own. But have a level of graciousness and don't say things like that about the Bride's party. I ignored her ranting and made sure to stay the hell away from her for the rest of the night.
I talked to my fiance when I got home. I first told him how much fun I had then I talked about Jem's comments and how much they bothered me. I was kind of hoping that Jem wouldn't show up to the wedding because I just knew she was not going to have something nice to say. Sure enough . . .
After a wonderful, beautiful ceremony that left me in tears (cause I'm a sap like that :P) guess who rears her ugly, hateful little head? My my, Tons 'O Fun herself has arrived. Her first comment.
"Where's the beer? I seriously need to get drunk."
Aw, what's the matter? Too many girls? Not enough football?
"God this sucks. Look at those horrible dresses. I would never wear a dress like that."
Those "horrible" dresses she was mentioning? They were the Bridesmaids' dresses.
Wow, seriously. Fuck you, Jem. Fuck you straight off a cliff. What in the hell is wrong with you? This is your friend's wedding day! This is supposed to be the best day of her life! Is none of this registering with you? Or are you just so selfish that other people's happiness comes second to your need of football and beer?
Fiance and I avoided her for the rest of the reception and we had a great time! No matter what Jem says, the wedding was fantastic! I'm not sure my wedding can live up to the one Bride had today! But I'll try!
But seriously, fuck you, Jem.
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