Drama, I Say Thee NAY!
So my roommate has this very stupid friend. I say she's very stupid because she's desperately in love with her roommate, who she's known from Day One to be gay. So every time he talks adoringly about some guy or dares to do some boy-flirting in front of her, she gets moody.
Not long ago, she called my roommate at 2am, sobbing at him because this guy brought someone home for Dirty Shenanigans. They didn't even flaunt it--they sneaked into the apartment, and then into his room. She only found out about it because she pretty much monitors his every move. And on the night of the 2am call, she was not only calling my roommate, but she was doing so from our front door. She did this not only ignoring the late hour, but also the fact that he has to be at work at 5am.
But he still got up and went outside to talk to her anyway. He felt he had to, because she lives an hour away. That's right. Sometime around 1am, she decided she so needed consolation over her her roommate's gender preference that she decided that it was an appropriate time to hop on over for a visit.
I bring this up now because, for some reason, my roommate is determined to bring this little drama queen to my wedding.
Originally, he had been hoping to do so via an assumed "and Guest" option. But Lady Spiff and I, in an effort to keep the number attending fairly modest, didn't put that on the invitations. All known Significant Others were invited of course, but for those we knew to be single, we didn't add the "guest" option. This is intended to be a fairly small event for close friends and family; we don't want anyone bringing recent dating prospects, or anything like that. If they're a spouse or longtime S.O., they actually get named on the envelope.
I thought this would have me in the free-and-clear in regards to this girl's attendance. But last night, my roommate and I were talking about mutual friends who were planning to attend, specifically, our friend Z and her husband, Kevin. It seems that while both had RSVPed in the positive, Kevin is now unsure whether he'll be able to attend, due to his work schedule. So my roommate came up with the bright idea that Drama Queen could go in his stead.
So now I have to decide if it's worth the drama for me to tell him flat-out that she can't come. It'll turn into a Big Deal with him, to the point that the next two months will be awkward around my apartment. On one hand, I feel like I should just let it go and hope for the best. On the other hand, it's my wedding/reception, and it's not like we'll get another shot at it. She's a 21-year-old drama queen who will have access to an open bar at the reception.
It might be just me, but that sounds like some bad Juju McGumbo.
Not long ago, she called my roommate at 2am, sobbing at him because this guy brought someone home for Dirty Shenanigans. They didn't even flaunt it--they sneaked into the apartment, and then into his room. She only found out about it because she pretty much monitors his every move. And on the night of the 2am call, she was not only calling my roommate, but she was doing so from our front door. She did this not only ignoring the late hour, but also the fact that he has to be at work at 5am.
But he still got up and went outside to talk to her anyway. He felt he had to, because she lives an hour away. That's right. Sometime around 1am, she decided she so needed consolation over her her roommate's gender preference that she decided that it was an appropriate time to hop on over for a visit.
I bring this up now because, for some reason, my roommate is determined to bring this little drama queen to my wedding.
Originally, he had been hoping to do so via an assumed "and Guest" option. But Lady Spiff and I, in an effort to keep the number attending fairly modest, didn't put that on the invitations. All known Significant Others were invited of course, but for those we knew to be single, we didn't add the "guest" option. This is intended to be a fairly small event for close friends and family; we don't want anyone bringing recent dating prospects, or anything like that. If they're a spouse or longtime S.O., they actually get named on the envelope.
I thought this would have me in the free-and-clear in regards to this girl's attendance. But last night, my roommate and I were talking about mutual friends who were planning to attend, specifically, our friend Z and her husband, Kevin. It seems that while both had RSVPed in the positive, Kevin is now unsure whether he'll be able to attend, due to his work schedule. So my roommate came up with the bright idea that Drama Queen could go in his stead.
So now I have to decide if it's worth the drama for me to tell him flat-out that she can't come. It'll turn into a Big Deal with him, to the point that the next two months will be awkward around my apartment. On one hand, I feel like I should just let it go and hope for the best. On the other hand, it's my wedding/reception, and it's not like we'll get another shot at it. She's a 21-year-old drama queen who will have access to an open bar at the reception.
It might be just me, but that sounds like some bad Juju McGumbo.