Now, my friend is a tough cookie with a full, amazing life, but the news still stung. Understandably. I think after a break-up every woman hopes to eventually be dancin' around the house, with Beyonce on backup, singin' "if you like it then you shoulda put a ring on it" ... while her ex flounders to find meaning in a life without her (Hey, a girl can dream!). Yes, I'm preeetty sure stumbling across images of a former flame and their new fiancee (or fiance) on Facebook isn't anyone's fantasy outcome.
Fast forward to a week ago. I went to visit my friend, expecting her to be a little melancholy since the whirlwind nuptials had just passed, but to my surprise she could barely contain her giddiness. A chance encounter days before with a member of Hamster Brain's (no offense to my critter friends) family [which cranks the reliability factor of the story way up, right?] revealed the following details that "turned her frown upside down" pretty damn quick.
- apparently the groom got cold feet on his wedding day *smile*
- as a result he was an hour late for the ceremony *giggle*
- his bride-to-be was left waiting at the altar while he ... wandered around Walmart!
There it was, a priceless gift from the Relationship Karma Gods, dropped right into her lap. We give them 6 months.
Cuivis dolori remedium est patientia.
2 comments:
I love this! Oh how the Karma God put a smile on my face. Wonder why the bride didn't get smart and leave the church...I give it 3 months! :)
Are you kidding? My condolences to the seriously messed up groom! Walmart??? Not Canadian Tire??? lmao
Cuiusvis hominis est errare; nullius nisi insipientis in errore perseverare.
Maybe he was just trying to prevent a repeat mistake. Once bitten twice shy. ($ Great White) Wait a minute ... 6 months? 3 months? You're not saying they STILL got hitched?
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