WTF Wednesday

I’m starting a new segment on my blog called WTF Wednesday.  I’m not going to promise a WTF post every Wednesday because I may not have one or more likely, I will have forgotten that I have declared Wednesdays as WTF Wednesday.  So here’s the premise:  There are a lot of things that perplex me.  These aren’t major life issues, or quantum physics, just odd happenings that ended with me thinking, “WTF?”  I’m not searching for answers to these conundrums, but I am curious about your thoughts.  I came up with this today because I was thinking about an event that happened 2 days before my wedding.

I had my bachelorette party the Thursday night before my wedding.  It was a fairly conservative affair and by that, I mean we didn’t have strippers or lots of penis paraphernalia.  I spent it with my best girlfriends out on the town and later had Ryan, my brother and a few of the husbands/fiances/boyfriends of the girls meet us.

There are a couple of things that I distinctly remember about that night.  One was my sudden love of Jägerbombs.  I don’t know how they do it.  Separately, I don’t think I could stomach Jägermeister or Red Bull.  I find them both to be disgusting, but together…it’s a glass of deliciousness. Probably the reason I only really remember a couple of things about my bachelorette party.

The second was a woman, maybe in her 40’s, who approached our table later in the evening.  I was wearing a fuzzy, pink tiara as per the American Bachelorette tradition.  On her way out of the bar, she stopped and asked me if it was my birthday.  I told her “No, I’m getting married on Saturday.”  I’ll let you guess what her response was:

  1. Congratulations!
  2. Best wishes on a wonderful life together!
  3. You’ll make a beautiful bride!
  4. I hope it works out.

Yeah, it was #4.  And as you might have guessed, the next words that came out of my mouth were “What the fuck?!”

Hence, WTF Wednesday.