Maid of Honor, you are a cheapskate lameass!

But see, it’s possible to put your foot down without “making a scene”. The trick is, smile. Lots. I’m not a brazen, inconsiderate, or rude person, but no matter who the bride was and no matter how tender her sensitivities, I would have staked my claim on my “stuff” PDQ. With a big smile.

Absolutely.

(A) You paid good money for it.

(B) She didn’t.

So, when Person A, who did not pay for it, takes something away from Person B, who did pay for it, without Person B’s permission, we call that…“stealing”. She was stealing your stuff. You have every right to wade in there and say hey.

And chances are excellent that she’s done this “stealing” thing before, and she’ll do it again. It’s passive-aggressive behavior, manipulative as all get-out. And it’s people who don’t want to “make a scene” that enable it. :wink:

What you do next time is, you say, apologetically and with a rueful smile, while you busily extricate your stuff from the box, “I really spent wayyyy too much on this, so I need to keep it and I hope I get a chance to use it at some other party…” And then you say, as though struck by a brilliant idea, “But–you say you need it for your son’s party? That’s perfect! Why don’t I sell it to you, right here?” And then offer her a price that’s, oh, about 20% off the new price, because, you say, “Well, it is used, but it’s not THAT used…”

I still don’t “get” why the bride should somehow be preserved from finding out that one of her friends is behaving badly. Does her impending marriage confer some sort of sacred status on her, that she needs to be sheltered from icky facts of life? If it had just been a regular party of some sort, and she was there but not the guest of honor, would you have balked at “making a scene” and retrieving your party decorations from her friend? (If the answer to that is “yes”, then IMO you need some assertiveness training. :smiley: )

Oh, and…be sure to mention to the MOH with a light laugh that the party is of course going to involve serious drinking, and that of course she wouldn’t want anyone who was a Designated Driver to have to miss out on the fun, and then ask her, “You don’t mind if some of us stay the night, do you?”

Then tell me what she says. :smiley:

Okay. Throw one for her yourself. Do not invite the MOH. That will work.

[weary sigh] One of the things I have learned in life is that there is sometimes no way on God’s green earth to understand why two particular people are friends. For all you know, the bride is perfectly aware of her friend’s propensity to punk out, but the relationship offers other rewards to her, and so she overlooks it.

I have also learned that people ask other people to be maids of honor and bridesmaids and whatnot for sometimes the most peculiar reasons. For all you know the MOH has incriminating photos tucked away somewhere and threatened to use them if she didn’t get the coveted MOH position. You’ll just have to let it be a mystery.

But what you DON’T have to do is allow a possibly exaggerated sensitivity :wink: to the bride’s feelings affect your behavior to the extent that you’re left feeling like a complete mope. Stand up for yourself; if the bride’s old enough to get married, then she’s old enough to understand that some of her friends might not like some of her other friends. My daughter’s “set” is like that–at any given moment, half of them aren’t speaking to the other half, with her caught in the middle.

Personally, I think that “Sex Toy Party At The Bitch’s House In East Bumblefuck” sounds like a rollicking good time, 'specially if you can get at least one other person to leave her checkbook at home. :smiley: An hour’s drive for me would be to Chambana, and hey, I’d drive to Chambana for that.

Hon, you’re a caretaker, and I respect that, but sometimes you need to stop being a caretaker and just step back and let the shit hit the fan. You can’t protect your bride friend from finding out sooner or later that her MOH is a lameass cheapskate. Quit trying to make sure everybody else has a good time and just concentrate on your own self, eh? :wink:

Obviously, you know the bride and the MOH better than we do. But, it doesn’t make sense to me that there has never been any evidence of this kind of behavior in the past. Maybe it wasn’t at this scale, and maybe she never has needed to throw a party, etc. But I’m surprised that there wasn’t evidence of this kind of behavior before the Bride picked her as MOH.

Now admittedly, I’ve been in two weddings, and never attended a Bridal shower for either bride–mostly due to long distance relationships at the time of the wedding. And neither bride was the type to want a Bachelorette Party–either of the get drunk and party, or the sex toy party type. (For that matter, neither groom had a Bachelor Party).

Still, cheapskateness, lazyness and general lameassness tends to manifest itself in petty ways, not just under unique high-stress circumstances.

And if I was a MOH who became overwhelmed, I’d either simplify my plans, or delegate. Maybe I’d call WhyNot and offer to cook, if she’d just organize the rest- or whatever. (My mother and I (with a little help from Dad) just had an Open House for 20 people where we started planning one week before the event–and we cooked most of the food from scratch).

I told the bride after the shower that I did not appreciate the MOH taking the favors. Apparently, her sister also didn’t like it and said so. I didn’t press the point though, because I could tell it was making her feel bad, and I didn’t want to belabor it. There was nothing she could do about it.

I’ve also told her I think having the bachelorette party at MOH’s house is a bad idea, and she agrees but again, it’s not up to her. These things get thrown FOR her, not BY her. It’s really between the bridesmaids at this point. I will try to put my foot down about the bachelorette party. I think we should rent a limo and go barhopping, myself, which puts it on neutral ground, with no driving (and no money to be made by anyone).

In fact, I think I’m going to send out an e-mail with this idea. Run it up the flagpole, see who salutes.

I wish now that I had called out the MOH on the decorations, because it’s obviously still pissing me off.

On the sex-toy party: is the MOH the seller? Because the host of these kinds of parties doesn’t actually make money based on orders – they only get credit toward their own purchases. The sellers get a commission, not the host. So I’m not sure the MOH would wind up with any of the money. While there’s nothing wrong with screwing (heh) the MOH out of free stuff, the person who the MOH has lured there to do the selling is going to get royally screwed if no one buys anything. I don’t think it’s a good idea to fuck around with someone else’s livelihood in order to get revenge on one irresponsible bitch.

OTOH, if the MOH is the seller, freeze her out, by all means.

And I second the idea of throwing your own party without the MOH. I wouldn’t bill it as a Bachelorette party, just say you and some of the girls want to take her out.

People who host the parties don’t get anything? I find that hard to believe. She’s working an angle here, just as she did with the candle party.

Alas, the bride lives in Pittsburgh and will only be in town for the weekend of her wedding. There is no time or way for me to take her out before the wedding. Sucky, but true.

My sister-in-law called it her Man of Honor. A portion of the family was appalled. The rest of us were quite pleased.

But…but…

head explodes

If the point of letting the Maid Without Honor walk all over you was to spare the bride’s feelings, how on earth do you then go to the bride when there’s no way she can do anything about it and complain? The bride can’t do a thing about the MWH at that point so the only possible outcome of telling her about it after the fact was that she would feel bad.

I may have to upgrade you from doormat to passive-aggressive martyr.

Gotta agree with Otto on that one.

(Don’t Call Me Shirley, this may be where the tide shifts. Hold onto your hat.)

Oh, bitch, please! If you can’t tell the difference between making a public scene at someone’s fucking bridal shower and discussing the shower with the bride after the fact, then you are being deliberately obtuse just to be the contrarian in this thread. Someone has to do it, and I guess you’ve nominated yourself. Good on you, Sparky.

The bride knew what was going on, esp. when the MOH tried to take the pinata out of her hand, which mentioned it to me (I didn’t witness that or I would have said something). She also knew about the one year old’s pirate party, since she was invited. I told her I didn’t appreciate it, and that as the extent of that.

Too bad THAT didn’t happen sooner.

Why don’t you just pull up a lawn chair and pop some corn too? :rolleyes:

Personally, I agree with Cranky. The bride won’t die if she doesn’t get a fabulous bachelorette party. On the other hand, if her house is way out in BFE, instead of renting a limo to go barhopping just rent one to take you there and back so you don’t have to worry about sleeping over or designated drivers.

We called mine the “best guy”.

I may be a bitch but at least I have all my fucking palm trees; more than we can say for you, isn’t it sweetie?

Then your bullshit pussy excuse about not wanting to upset the bride is kind of, well, a bullshit pussy excuse. You didn’t want to make a scene? Honey, when the maid of honor is snatching pinatas out of the bride’s hand, the scene has been made.

I’m glad she stole your pirate decorations. You don’t deserve pirate decorations.

I know you two have this little bitching back and forth thing going on, which I am so not getting in the middle of, but that line just has me cracking up. My coworkers are starting to think I’m crazier than usual.

Agreed. When I graduated college, we had a slew of weddings among my set of friends. The showers then were all low key affairs at someone’s house. We opened gifts, drank wine, made girl talk, and played whatever silly games we could think of. Seems positively low rent now, but we all had fun.

If I ever get married, it’s Vegas all the way. The last thing I want is to make something that’s supposed to be a happy occassion cost a boat load of money and cause my friends and family to squabble amongst themselves. Yikes!

And you call me passive aggressive? Drop the “sweetie baby honey” shit. It’s so… lame. I’d rather have my dignity and not be a bitchat someone’s party than have a paper palm tree. Clearly your priorites are otherwise. I wish I was you!

I didn’t want to upset her and I didn’t. Going into the MOH’s car to take back that box would have been making a scene, in front of lots of people, which would have been upsetting to the bride. Her telling me about the pinata, and me saying, “Yeah, that was not cool,” is totally different, and I think you know that. Just because one person has no class and doesn’t mind making a spectacle of herself doesn’t mean I should too. I came to the Pit to vent, not get bitch lessons from the Queen herself, but hey, free lesson, OK!

Fuck your mother. How’s THAT for assertive? You’ve taught me so much already, Otto. You’re a great tutor on how to be a nasty, scene-making bitch. I feel enlightened, and you’re someone whose advice on human relations I value. I wish I had been channelling you at the shower; that would have made things go much more smoothly and better for anyone.

Who pissed in your Cheerios today, Otto? I mean, really.

…and I’m done with this thread. Got my bitching out, got bitched out and told it’s my fault somehow, told someone to fuck his mother. I think I’ll call it a day.

Man, fuck that noise. I mean, not that you don’t have a good point, but isn’t it a little alarming that it’s now expected for weddings to be such a huge deal? I’m glad I’m gay - no one really expects us to get married, and if we decide to, we certainly don’t need to do all this bridal-shower-and-rehearsal-dinner-and-wedding-party-of-126-of-your-closest-friends-and-family-members-and-inviting-everybody-you’ve-ever-even-looked-at-to-the-wedding-and-the-catered-reception-afterwards bullshit.

Yeah, I’m with you here. I really doubt Miss Manners would have recommended a public scene. Obviously that cuntwaffle was not likely to be bound my the rules of ordinary behavior; lowering yourself to what likely would have ended up a screaming match over a piñata wouldn’t really be a great way to go be remembered. Being right isn’t always enough, sadly.

Otto’s kind of an asshole. Don’t worry about him.

Poor little flower. Dropped her petals and folded her tent.