She also said in the case of a pregnant bride, throw minute rice.
I am still horrified by this 25 years later and should have taken it as an indicator to come…
The night before my wedding to my now ex-wife, one of her sister’s friends was over at the house. He was crack ho before crack was cool in a “F*ck it” T-shirt. He then proceeded to get so drunk that as he sat at the table, his head slumped over and he began heavily drooling onto his shirt.
Fast forward to low key, but nice wedding next day. Guess who shows up and in the same shirt.
Had I not been young and foolish, I would have seen the writing on the wall and fled; could have saved myself 10 years of marriage, aka burning in hell.
[QUOTE=Tom Waits]
Hey, I got this girl I know, man, and I just
She’s been married several times and
I don’t wanna end up like her
I mean, she’s been married so many times
She’s got rice-marks all over her face
Yeah, you know the kind
[/QUOTE]
Quite so. I remember specifically 1978 as the year fashionable hemlines were two inches above the ankles. I also remember 1978 as the last-ever year that hemlines mattered.
Maybe this will make you feel better:
Casual Friday isn’t for you. It’s for the women in the office. They love it. For guys it’s less comfortable and a hassle. But for women it’s more comfortable and a convenience.
So just think if it as doing an unappreciated favor for all the ladies at your workplace.
I’ve got a court story also. A high school friend had a court date for basically having a whore house. It was a silly charge. Four guys and two girls went skinny dipping and drove home naked. They ran from the car to the house still naked and then found clothes inside.
While running into the house a limo was driving by that happened to have the wife of a cop inside for some reason. She called her cop husband and he came and raided the house and found them smoking some pot.
For some reason the combination of a joint plus a witness seeing naked people led to an absurd charge something along the lines of “having a house of ill repute”. Basically a law meant for whore houses. I don’t remember the exact wording but it was something just like that. This was a decent house in a middle class neighborhood owned by the kid’s parents.
He showed up to court wearing a baggy sweatshirt with the neck hole torn jagged to be more open and covered with stains. I told him to dress nicer and he said he didn’t want to “sell out to the man”.
The case before him was someone who committed armed robbery in the nighttime with a mask on. My friend got a heavier sentence than that guy.
Always dress up for court.
RivkahChaya is a female.
FWIW, my husband loves casual Friday where he works, but he likes “straight” jeans, the kind that look like pants, but made out of denim, which are what I hate, and what was expected on “casual” Friday. As far as I was concerned, the dress code on Fridays was stricter, and more restrictive, than the daily dress code. I could wear my tie-dyed skirt on regular days, because pretty much any skirt was “dressy” for this place.
Good friend’s wedding reception earlier this year at a trendy posh-ish restaurant in a hip, happening part of downtown. Attire ranges from deadly serious suit’n’tie for the close family&friends to semi-casual khakis and button-up shirts/nice dresses for the more auxiliary folk in the crowd.
A guy I grew up with shows up in ratty-ass jeans, busted up sneakers, skateboard in tow, wearing a dirty white t-shirt that says “FUCK CANCER” in black block letters. (No, he is not a cancer survivor.) Staff at the restaurant ask him politely to leave and come back clad more appropriately, he jokes that “he didn’t realize what he was wearing.” Comes back, has changed his t-shirt to a home-made piece of crap with the Wu-Tang logo and a silhouette of Ol’ Dirty Bastard’s face. Proceeds to get obnoxiously drunk, get cut off by the bar, and decides to make a speech apologizing for his first inappropriate choice of garb. You could hear the sarcastic under breath remarks amongst the crowd.
I wanted to take him out back and lay the smackdown on him. Idiot.
:: bangs gavel ::
Overruled!
People who show up in our court with obscene or insulting T-shirts are given the chance to turn and wear them inside-out.
Huh? Casual is less comfortable and a hassle for guys?
I’m very thankful we have no such thing where I work. Every day is casual. Tee-shirts, jeans, sandals, what ever. Comfortable clothes.
I just went to the legendary Bear_Napples Wedding thread here on the SDMB, hoping the picture links would still be live, but being a ten year old thread, of course they aren’t.
Was there a guy with a camera nearby? I have been asked more than once to do shoots that involve full evening/clubbing dress and tromping around in the woods. I’ve run into it so much that I am beginning to think this is the photographer equivalent of sending the new guy off to the supply hangar to get fifty yards of flight line and a bucket of prop wash.