A good friend of mine is getting married next weekend, so "the guys" did the noble thing and kidnapped him for a bachelor evening this past Saturday. Met at a friend's house, grilled some food (venison burgers...yum!), had a few beers. Grabbed a cab and hit a couple strip joints...no VIP room shenanigans or anything...just the usual unending series of table dances and shooters. Around 1am or so, we decided to hit a local bar and just hang out there for the remainder of the evening.
So we're now at the bar and the bachelor's fiancee and her entourage show up.
This was not in the plan.
"The guys" collectively roll their eyes but figure we've already had our fun with the groom so not too big a deal. The groom (fairly soused at this point) and the bride (also somewhat soused) are talking when one of "the guys" tries to hand a shot to the groom. The bride says "No, he's had enough!".....the guy says "Oh come on...it's his bachelor party!" and tries to hand the shot to the groom...the bride goes ballistic, slaps the shot out of his hand onto the floor and starts screaming at the shot purchaser. I decide I want nothing to do with this and attempt to sneak over to the other side of the bar. 10 min later, the bride drags me into the whole melee by coming up to me and asking if I thought she was out of line at all. I very calmly say "I thought it was a bit much to throw the shot on the floor." This statement (in her mind) makes me an ally of the the purchaser of the shot so I am now being subjected to the screaming fit as well. We'd get her calmed down and then she's fire right back up again....took a swing at one of the guys...called another one a "f:Qcking c:Qck" to his face (twice) and pitched someone's jacket into the road. The barkeep finally got sick of all the chaos and tossed us all out.
Needless to say, that was pretty much the end of what started out as a fun evening. The moral of the story: confiscate the groom's cell phone at the beginning of the evening so his occasionally psycho fiancee can't track you down and unleash hell.
Fausto
So we're now at the bar and the bachelor's fiancee and her entourage show up.
This was not in the plan.
"The guys" collectively roll their eyes but figure we've already had our fun with the groom so not too big a deal. The groom (fairly soused at this point) and the bride (also somewhat soused) are talking when one of "the guys" tries to hand a shot to the groom. The bride says "No, he's had enough!".....the guy says "Oh come on...it's his bachelor party!" and tries to hand the shot to the groom...the bride goes ballistic, slaps the shot out of his hand onto the floor and starts screaming at the shot purchaser. I decide I want nothing to do with this and attempt to sneak over to the other side of the bar. 10 min later, the bride drags me into the whole melee by coming up to me and asking if I thought she was out of line at all. I very calmly say "I thought it was a bit much to throw the shot on the floor." This statement (in her mind) makes me an ally of the the purchaser of the shot so I am now being subjected to the screaming fit as well. We'd get her calmed down and then she's fire right back up again....took a swing at one of the guys...called another one a "f:Qcking c:Qck" to his face (twice) and pitched someone's jacket into the road. The barkeep finally got sick of all the chaos and tossed us all out.
Needless to say, that was pretty much the end of what started out as a fun evening. The moral of the story: confiscate the groom's cell phone at the beginning of the evening so his occasionally psycho fiancee can't track you down and unleash hell.
Fausto