I used to work in a hotel that was a popular wedding reception venue. It's right by the river, and there a very picturesque weir that was a popular spot for wedding photos. It was also the turn around point for boat tours, and people would often have to wait 10-15 minutes for the boat to get out of shot.
This one particular time, it was brilliant sunshine one minute, and then the clouds came and it started pissing it down out of nowhere. The bride that had been waiting the the boat to leave lost her mind. Had a literal foot stomping tantrum and was shouting and screaming at everyone. She then stormed off crying. Left her own reception, and didn't come back. The groom followed soon after.
Nobody really knew what to do. There was a sit down meal that was minutes from being served, the cake hadn't been cut, there was an evening band, a buffet, and a very expensive free bar. After a couple of hours, guests started filtering out. By the time the band was playing, there was maybe a dozen people left who obviously didn't want to let the free bar go to waste. The buffet was barely touched.
Me and the other chefs ended up sitting at the bar drinking with the father of the bride, who had spent a fortune on this, and just seemed completely defeated by the whole thing. He gave the impression that it wasn't the first time she'd done something like this...
This one particular time, it was brilliant sunshine one minute, and then the clouds came and it started pissing it down out of nowhere. The bride that had been waiting the the boat to leave lost her mind. Had a literal foot stomping tantrum and was shouting and screaming at everyone. She then stormed off crying. Left her own reception, and didn't come back. The groom followed soon after.
Nobody really knew what to do. There was a sit down meal that was minutes from being served, the cake hadn't been cut, there was an evening band, a buffet, and a very expensive free bar. After a couple of hours, guests started filtering out. By the time the band was playing, there was maybe a dozen people left who obviously didn't want to let the free bar go to waste. The buffet was barely touched.
Me and the other chefs ended up sitting at the bar drinking with the father of the bride, who had spent a fortune on this, and just seemed completely defeated by the whole thing. He gave the impression that it wasn't the first time she'd done something like this...