Looking back, it seems obvious that crashing a wedding would be awkward. Maybe I knew this deep inside, and decided it was time to get some material for a new post.
Basically my friends Nick (who lives in one of the apartments my dad owns) and Lyndsey got married last Friday, and I really wanted to go but wasn't invited. After a lot of convincing from friends who were better friends with Lyndsey, I decided to come along anyway. I just hoped I could be inconspicuous.
The wedding was much smaller than I thought, so I decided to hope that Lyndsey would think that Nick invited me, and Nick would think Lyndsey invited me.
But at the reception, Nick came towards me with a really weird expression on his face. While I was debating between apologizing, making excuses and just running, he went up to me, and was like, "Oh! I'm so sorry I haven't paid you rent yet! Remind me to give you a check before you leave." Then I just felt guilty for making him think about other things on his wedding day. Oops.
Funniest part- when Nick and Lyndsey were leaving the reception to go to their car, they ran between two lines of friends holding sparklers. When Nick and Lyndsey came by me, Nick saw me, swerved, and came at me with something in his hand. I was really startled, but took what he was handing me. It was his rent check. haha.
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