My cousin, a good man who had not too long before had his first marriage end, was dating a fine young lady for some time. His mother’s sister, my Aunt Ruth, had long hoped for him to find more happiness and wanted him to marry the right woman.

Surprise filled the world when wedding announcements were sent out, Aunt Ruth was thrilled. It was to be a beautiful wedding in the backyard of an immaculate home. A cake, presents and a very well dressed Bride and groom. And a simple ceremony with just family.

The ceremony started, proceeded beautifully. The couple advanced down the makeshift aisle, most there were anticipatory, Ruth was on the verge of tears of happiness. Then the preacher arrived at that fateful utterance

“if there be any here today who feel this union is not to be let them speak now!”

Typically this is rhetorical, people who feel otherwise aren't invited. But this day my uncle stood up, “I object”. Every face was turned towards him, Ruth was shock faced. “I object” he continued, “because this is not the right day for a wedding. We are all missing a much more important event and we cannot overlook it's importance, for today…” he paused and looked directly at Aunt Ruth “it’s Aunt Ruth’s 50th birthday”

Aunt Ruth looked like she was about to have a heart attack, stood quickly and profusely apologized while flustered at this whole event trying to get the wedding back on track… but to no avail. Everybody in the audience, the bride, the groom, the preacher, were all singing happy birthday.

The cake with her name in secret white frosting made out to her, the happy birthday elegant napkins and even a couple of the invitations to a surprise Birthday party failed to convince her this was actually a surprise birthday in her honor, and she turned to the bride and said “Mary I'm so sorry”. The bride looked at her with a sweet smile and said “actually my name is Heather.” (Turns out my cousin had broken up with his girlfeiend 2 weeks prior and they found a good friend of his to play the part) to finally convince her this was, indeed, a birthday party.

But for a moment there, at least to her, it was the greatest tragedy she had ever seen at a wedding.

ETA: So I called my Aunt to get the full story, some of you asked questions that I didn't know the answer to, turns out I got a lot of info mixed up. Forgive me, it was 21 years ago. It was actually my boy Cousin and Aunt Ruth’s nephew, the ‘bride’ was not dating him as the original girlfriend broke up with my cousin just two weeks prior

Talking to Aunt Ruth she loved it after the fact, and it's one of her favorite memories, but at the time she did just about die. It was her sister, the mom of the ‘groom’ that planned it.

Source: https://www.quora.com/Have-you-ever-witnessed-a-tragedy-at-a-wedding

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Nigerians too dey hype this wedding of a thing

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It happens, but it's a rare thing.

The only tragedy I have witnessed is when plates of rice were flying above my head with none dropping by, and when I went outside to urinate only for me to come back to discover that they have shared drinks past my seat without keeping for me.