'Wedding from hell' subjected guests to screaming children, a cash bar charging for WATER and food containing flies - leaving one attendee 'violently sick'
Taking to Reddit, the woman, from the US, recounted what she called 'a mess' of a day- one so chaotic she ended up leaving early.
From the unclear invitation to a chaotic ceremony, sweltering heat, and even a physical fight between family members, the guest claimed the whole day felt like a 'practical joke'.
In the post the guest detailed how they received minimal information ahead of the event, just a time and place, with no wedding website or dress code guidance.
They arrived to find the ceremony was outdoors on a blistering 95F (35C) day.
However, to make matters worse, the ceremony was interrupted by screaming children whose parents failed to intervene.
Things went downhill from there, as she discovered that at the bar even water wasn't free, and the venue was cash-only.
It turns out dinner brought no relief as flies had descended on the buffet, and within hours, the guest says she became violently ill.
She explained: 'There's FLIES ALL OVER THE FOOD. Seriously, all up in the food. I take the smallest amount possible to be polite.
'I was so hungry and desperate that I did take a few bites. Within hours, I was creating jobs for local plumbers.
'Next, dessert! Can't mess up dessert, right? Wrong. So wrong. Flies on the dessert, as expected by now. But how am I supposed to eat the dessert?
'There are no plates, napkins, forks, nothing. The buffet equipment has been cleared. So I watched as people walked around holding dessert in their hands.'
Just when she thought it couldn't get any worse drunken family drama, out-of-control children, and a chaotic round of speeches, including one that triggered a physical altercation between the groom and the bride's brother, capped off the night.
She explained: 'At this point, I just start taking notes for this post, six speeches in total, one of them actually good! Sweet, heartfelt, funny. I forgot where I was for a second.
'The rest… roasts, angry bride, brother started a fight with the groom. And I mean a literal fight.
'All I gathered was that it had something to do with the bride. The fight got taken to the lawn, and when people gathered to assist, I slipped out and came home.'
She concluded: 'I truly don't feel like this was real life. Like this had to be a practical joke, right?? I may politely decline invitations I have no information about moving forward.'
Many rushed to the comments to leave their own thoughts on the 'disastrous' wedding, with some questioning if it was legal to charge for water when selling alcohol.
One person wrote: 'Not providing free water when you're selling booze is straight up illegal in my jurisdiction.
'The business and the duty manager could both get a hefty fine for violating the host responsibility conditions of their liquor license if they tried to charge for water here.'
Another said: 'It's only required in licensed venues (ie where you can buy alcohol). Although customarily, most cafes and restaurants will provide tap water for free, they don't legally have to if they don't sell alcohol.'
Someone else added: 'It doesn't sound like they hired anyone and this wasn't a business at all.
'The couple just chose a spot somewhere and set up their 'wedding'. This would also explain why there wasn't anyone to protect the food from insects or even from the heat which probably also contributed to OP's intestinal distress later on.'
Another joked: 'This wasn't a wedding. It was a survival challenge.'
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