SEVEN DEADLY SINS OF HOSTING A WEDDING DINNER

Till Death Do Us Part

1. Seating ex girlfriends and ex boyfriends (even if they were only cyber relationships) at the same table together with their respective wives, husbands or potential future partners.

You tend to get the “See-I-got-him-instead-of-you-niah-ha-ha” look from the spouse – the fake smile and uneasy body language, etc.

The mere sight of his wife, being fed by the husband, makes even the non-ex gfs cringed. It was as if, she had lost the use of her hands.

The singles couldn’t flirt openly with other potential mates, to avoid unnecessary bad comments after the dinner.

2. Seating singles/childless couples together with married couples with children who talked about their children and dirty diapers throughout the entire dinner

Do you think couples who cannot bear children or singles who don’t have the slightest idea on having children would want to listen to you brag about how cute/clever your kid is?

3. Arranging blind dates on your wedding day

It is your wedding day. You are not organizing a Cupid’s Club gathering, for goodness’ sake.

4. Leaving the choice of songs to be played throughout the dinner to the non professionals.

You would end up getting the late Theresa Teng’s “Please Return My Unrequited Love”, instead of her other famous song, “The Moon Represent My Heart”.

5. Leaving the microphone to people who inspired to be the next Malaysian Idol.

It doesn’t help if you have a singer who thinks he is Guy Sebastian (minus the Afro Hair) and refuses to come down the stage.

6. Leaving your outstation friends to scout for a place to stay on their own, in YOUR god-forsaken little hometown.

One piece of advice: Do not stay with friends whose house is located totally out-of-civilization in an already totally out-of-civilization hometown. Stay in hotel if you do not wish to be starved to death.

7. Allowing your boxes of liquor/bottles of wine to be managed by your alcoholic friends.

This is the last thing you want on your wedding day. There bound to be a mini booze party way before the dinner starts and getting pissed drunk before the third course. Worse, creating puddles of smelly puke on the floor, making the place looking more like a hospital than a restaurant.

*Thanks to Ann for jointly editing this post.*

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