I have tons to say and updated you about, but for now I’ll keep this post to a short and simple rant.
I just found out(4 days before the rehearsal dinner, mind you) that my father won’t be paying for ANY alcohol at the rehearsal dinner.
His reasoning? He believes if people know they can order alcohol on his tab, they’ll go crazy and order as much as they want. (Does he think they’re alcoholics or something? He hasn’t met a single one of them!!)
Keep in mind that the ONLY thing they have to do for the wedding (other than show up and rent a tux) is the rehearsal dinner.
Also keep in mind that they didn’t plan a damn thing concerning it because they live in England and felt they couldn’t, so Megan and I planned everything.
Also keep in mind that when Megan and I proposed the current rehearsal dinner plans(that they agreed to and said they would pay for) it included 1 beer for about 90% of our guests there–because we know who’s coming and who drink and who won’t. Not to mention it also included a wee bit of ‘wiggle’ room for those guests we thought might drink two.
It’s tasteless to invite people to a rehearsal dinner and have them pay for their own drink, and I can’t supply any alcohol because the restaurant obviously won’t allow it.
If only they could have let us know this, oh, I don’t know…. MONTHS ago when this was originally planned, I’d be prepared for it, and who knows? Maybe would have picked a place that allowed us to supply our own drinks. But no. Gotta be an ass and tell us 4 days before the event.
Thanks alot.
Now to find a tactful way of telling people that they can’t order alcohol, even though most of them think they can.
I was going to go with the whole ‘my father is an asshole’ excuse, but we both know thats not tactful.
My sister claims it’s because it’s my second wedding and I’m having (what she considers) a large rehearsal dinner.
Wow. With that attitude I guess I should feel special he’s even showing up.
Not that I even want him to now. Thank God he wasn’t paying for anything for the actual wedding. We’d be having it in the backyard with hose water for refreshments.
Yup, I’m pissed.
EDIT: I’m still pissed, but it turns out Megan called my mom and ‘gently reminded her’ of the financial details(ie, how cheap alcohol is at this place) and that they’d already agreed to pay for it. My mom spoke with my dad(I don’t know what was said) but my mom called Megan back and said they’d pay for it. Thank God.