Wedding Day blues on the Brown Line
Here's a great Tattler Tale from Lynn:
This morning, I saw a woman in a strapless white wedding gown get on the Brown Line at Sedgwick. She was yelling into her cell phone and holding her train with her free hand. Another woman (with a slightly bemused and/or embarassed expression) followed her with a basket of flowers.
The first words I heard her say were "She's only 2!" (Maybe this was about a flower girl?)
After boarding the train, the bride proceeded to yell at her friend on the phone - "How silly of me, to expect people to take time off work for my WEDDING!" Evidently the unseen friend had let the bride down in several ways, including not following through on various promises to help.
She also wailed that the bottom of her dress was black and that "Alice" had messed up, so now she was on the train to go pick something up herself. The friend was grilled on plans to get dressed, be on time, etc.
I think my favorite part was when she shrieked: "These are my wedding pictures. People are going to be saying 'What a pretty girl. Why are there spots on her dress?' I don't want them looking at her! I want them to look at ME!"
Other passengers did watch this drama at the beginning, but then returned to their reading. I couldn't help but giggle a few times to myself at the melodrama of it all (I was in the Hobo Corner and the bride couldn't see me). I kept thinking that it was so over-the-top that it couldn't be real.
The time was about 8:45, and the angry bride said pictures were at 10 and the wedding at 11:30. She was in a heap of trouble! She exited at Chicago, still upset.