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How The Owner Of The Venue Sabotaged Our Wedding

by Oct 05, 2017
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How The Owner Of The Venue Sabotaged Our Wedding

It was a beautiful day. The sun was warm, the breeze was light, the Blue Ridge Mountains stood tall in the background, and there was not a cloud in the sky. Even though it took up until the morning of the wedding, every groomsman had everything they needed. The haircut I had gotten a couple days prior from a brand new barber was flawless. Everything had gone smoothly for the bride. All of our favorite people began to trickle in and we lined up in the barn two-by-two ready to walk down the aisle.

I made it down first, walking my mom. I turned around and started counting everyone else headed towards me, trying to pretend there weren’t 160+ people staring right at me. Finally, the best man and maid of honor arrived and I heard the bride’s song begin. Before I could even see her I was crying like a little baby back bitch. She glistened like an angel as I saw her standing at the back. There she was. This was really happening. It was perfect. We made it through the ceremony and I only messed up on my vows once. Next thing I know we were walking out to the sound of all our closest family and friends cheering us on. I have never felt happier than this moment. The bridal party gathered around for a shot of tequila, and it was time to take pictures.

I had felt nervous earlier, but I felt a different kind of nervous when I thought about leaving all our guests in the reception area with alcohol and no bride or groom supervision. I know, we aren’t supposed to be worrying about anything on that day, but you see, the owner of our venue was very…particular. Now I am not going to use any names of any people or the venue or anything, partly because I want some of my deposit back and I don’t want to get sued, but our venue owner was extremely difficult to work with. While she had good qualities, like attention to detail, those same qualities had a very bad side, like controlling, psychopathic, fun-sucker party-pooper. She had been very difficult about alcohol and had a book of rules that came along with it. There were times we contemplated not even having it, just to avoid having to deal with the owner. In the contract, she gave herself the right to cut off certain individuals if she felt the need, which is fine, but she was very particular about everything. I’m not even going to get started on the contract because she also included that we had to provide a plate of food for her and her husband. They literally sat in the corner and watched everything we did at our reception.

When we came back from pictures, I already noticed a few guests were hammered. Beyond that, everything was in order. We ate our food, did our first dances, cut our cake, and all that fun stuff. Everything was still perfect. Once the real dancing began, we started getting a little rowdy. By a little rowdy, I mean pretty rowdy and slightly ratchet. It was immediately very obvious that our choice of music and some of the dancing made the venue owner very uncomfortable. We spilled maybe one or two drinks on the dance floor, but they were immediately cleaned up. Post Malone was blasting through the speakers and my boys and I were loving it, but I looked over and saw a look of anger and despair on my bride’s face. I ran over and asked what’s wrong.

The owner took all the alcohol and locked it in the groom’s suite.

Wait, what??? Did she say anything to you? She has not said anything to me all day.

No, she literally just went and made everyone pour out their drinks and locked everything up.

I’m sorry, but what the fuck??? I had mentioned earlier there were a couple people who she was welcome to cut off individually, but to take away every single person’s alcohol, and without saying a word? What? We were nowhere near out of line. Here’s a glimpse:

I was livid. I felt disrespected that she would do all that without saying anything, but I was mostly pissed that it was ruining my bride’s night. Her day had gone so perfect until the owner (dictator) pulled that move. Nothing had been broken, nothing was damaged, and nobody was out of line in any way. None of it made sense, and I was offended. I lost my shit. I went outside to cool off, but I seemed to only get more upset. It’s a bad memory I don’t feel like getting into now, but I have not been that angry in a while. She would not let me or my groomsmen into the room to get our own belongings. Her creepy ass husband followed the girls into the bridal suite every time they went downstairs to make sure no one was drinking. Some of them were down there changing at times, so imagine how uncomfortable they felt. The worst part was the two owners sat in the corner with a smug smile as if they had a sense of joy while watching our meltdown. They knew how expensive their venue was. They knew the bride and I had given everything we had just to have our wedding there. They knew how much time, money, and energy went into planning this night. Yet there the owner sat, looking like a Disney villain looking down at us watching the world burn. It was awful.

We didn’t even need the alcohol, it was the principle behind it. This woman tried to control everything about our wedding the entire time we planned it. She shot down our ideas and tried to override them with her own. It’s as if every wedding at her venue had to go her own way. She was the bridezilla. I can’t even explain to y’all the amount of her constant abuse of power. I’m pissed off again.

If you plan on getting married in the Shenandoah Valley in the future, DM me on Twitter so I can steer you clear of this venue. Most importantly, if you are looking to book a venue and something about the owner seems off, trust your instinct. We kept telling ourselves that maybe she would back off come wedding day, but instead, she went above and beyond her reach of power. She still has not reached out to the bride or myself, but I sure do wish she would.

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