That sounds awful. Kudos to still believing in grown-up gifts.

Ouch. That is extremely poor form.

NOT OKAY. And your photographer should have told them to make an appointment for their own damn shoot.

That is adorable, made even more so that he proposed anyways even though it didn’t go as planned (as opposed to getting bent out of shape about it).

WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT. WHY WOULD YOU GET UP DURING THE CEREMONY.

I was engaged for a year and in that time we celebrated a friend’s engagement, a friend’s wedding, like two or three more friends had babies, AND our whole extended family had already recently come together twice to first celebrate my grandmother’s 100th birthday and then two months later to hold her memorial.

Some friends of mine got engaged shortly after we did in late fall and didn’t tell anyone until New Years! They said they didn’t want to steal our thunder so quickly, and it was a second marriage for them both and they were feeling more low-key anyways. I felt so bad! Why would I even feel upset about other friends…

Please list in detail what those gifts were. I am fascinated as to what one would buy a person for such an occasion.

Every day is somebody’s birthday. Not even direct family should be too upset if your wedding is on their birthday, let alone your husband’s friend from college. The asshole in this picture is that guy, who thought it appropriate to (however humorously) make you feel guilty.

Amazing.

At every single holiday since getting married, I’ve been asked, “So, first Thanksgiving/Christmas/New Years/Valentine’s Day/etc etc as a married couple, how’s THAT feel?” “Well since we’d already been living together for 2 years before we got married, it feels pretty much the same.” People seem so disappointed. What…

I had a separate bouquet just for throwing, which was 12 paper individual paper flowers. We invited everyone out onto the floor — all the ladies, all the kids (we had quite a few, which is a whole other conversation), anyone who wanted to. When I tossed the bouquet, the flowers separated and scattered amongst the…

That person deserves whatever they get.

UGH. That woman is the worst. I’ve had to deal with coworkers in the past who could NOT shut up about what others were eating. We’d have a group lunch out or something and it was all, “Woah, I think we ordered too much [whatever the fattening food was that was ordered to share], omg, how will we eat it all?” YOU…

It’s like a sub-genre of dad jokes, but for assholes.

I once had an unfortunate boyfriend (unfortunate in that he was awful and a waste of two years, and what the hell was I thinking) who loved Denny’s (what started as ironic turned into the real thing though he’d never admit it), and loved getting his hashbrowns “covered and smothered.” Yet the servers never seemed to…

I had the opposite experience recently (non-labeled pastries). I was at a fancy pour-over coffee shop the other day and they had a whole plate of assorted donuts, and when I asked what the varieties were they couldn’t even name them all. “I think that one is... orange? And that one looks like chocolate.” =(

I went to a hipster coffee shop once and had major sadface because they only offered soy milk. And the way the guy informed me was just soooo disdainful that I would even be asking him for nonfat.

I am siding with you against all the people who are confused. Sounds like an inane joke that didn’t make sense in the first place spreading around town.

Coming from California to New York for college was an adjustment. There’s different stores? They close early? I can’t just buy vodka at Walgreens?