The cheek of it...
Spent most of the weekend at rougeforever and mrhig's wedding reception. The actual event itself was a mere 9 hours long, but the rest of my time was taken up with travelling to and from, and not getting enough sleep in the cheap hotel room I'd booked.
I had a great time for the seven hours before I got all moody and started ignoring people and looking morose...
I was, however, greatly insulted by our hostess.
I had been seated on the table near the projector (and as such will forever have images of New York statues with papier mache shoes on burned into my retina) and when Liz came to switch it off towards the end of the evening, she couldn't work out how to, and while standing directly behind me said 'I can't do this, I need to go and find a geek' and walked off into the other room.
I can only assume she had a momentary blind spot to my presence, but I will be bringing this up at any point emotional blackmail becomes neccesary.
I had a great time for the seven hours before I got all moody and started ignoring people and looking morose...
I was, however, greatly insulted by our hostess.
I had been seated on the table near the projector (and as such will forever have images of New York statues with papier mache shoes on burned into my retina) and when Liz came to switch it off towards the end of the evening, she couldn't work out how to, and while standing directly behind me said 'I can't do this, I need to go and find a geek' and walked off into the other room.
I can only assume she had a momentary blind spot to my presence, but I will be bringing this up at any point emotional blackmail becomes neccesary.