10 Horrible Wedding Guests Who Totally Spoiled the Special Occasion

People have not only said inappropriate things during their speeches at other people’s weddings, but they have also done strange things to ruin their family members’ big days. Some netizens confessed how they, or people they know, ruined some people’s special moments.

A couple’s wedding marks the start of a new chapter in their lives. It is the day they celebrate their love surrounded by their loved ones, hoping their wedding will be one of the best days of their lives.

However, sometimes, things don’t go as planned, and the celebration doesn’t match the couple’s expectations. Often, some guests ruin the wedding by doing something unexpected. A few folks on Reddit shared how some people ruined wedding ceremonies and what happened after that.

1. My Father-in-Law Didn’t Get My Name Right

u/[deleted]: My father-in-law repeatedly used my husband’s ex-girlfriend’s name during his speeches and when talking to me.

His toast at the wedding was full of slurred speech and a story about Mark and Alyssa, their budding romance, and how adorable it was. I’m not Alyssa. Alyssa was his girlfriend in high school.

His parents got divorced when he was young. He was into alcohol abuse, and I’ve met him twice outside of our wedding. He didn’t see much of my husband after he was 12. He was out of touch.

We had been dating for about seven years before our marriage. My father-in-law should at least get my name right.

2. The Reception Turned into a Mess

u/Enjolras1781: My friend got married and decided to have a private ceremony but an open reception in a massive hay field in Vermont.

They invite a large number of people, and over 300 show up. It’s a predictable apocalypse from 10 a.m. until around 6 p.m. when everyone is seriously drunk.

People go in and out all day, with four constant groups; the direct family, the bride’s sister’s college friends (from the women’s studies major and Model UN team), the groom’s home friends (who are all either farmers or animal breeders), and the bride’s friends (the guys I came with, numerous interests but a mutual love of poking things with sticks).

There are some minor altercations between the home friends and college friends, but it’s a drunken fire party in the middle of nowhere, so some yelling and boisterous ideological disagreement was expected (and encouraged by many; “he was calling you a feminazi, you are going to go sort it out?”) but it came to a head when a heated discussion turned to a girl getting hit with a hot coal shovel.

Utter chaos, multiple 911 calls, police cruisers from three different departments, and a couple of ambulances later, we had been given the order to disperse.

The problem was that we were all drunk and loud, so after a few arrests and a stern scolding from the police, we put to bed several people well beyond the legal limit and sent home a lot of questionable people.

What about the girl hit with the shovel? The guy had no idea it was the recently used coal shovel and just wanted to smear a little dirt on the girl.

He’s a veterinarian and dragged her off, apologizing profusely, and fixed her up within an hour. The EMT didn’t even bother taking the dressing off. Unfortunately, you can’t undo 15 near-simultaneous 911 calls. Both of them stayed the night since they couldn’t drive, and we found them in the same sleeping bag that morning.

3. The Mashed Potatoes

u/Cant_Spel: My brother had an exciting toast at our wedding. He is genuinely a super-friendly guy that everyone likes. He proceeded to drink, and when his best man speech started, he thanked everyone for attending.

Next, he had to thank the grandparents for attending and “doing what they did” (gesturing with air quotes) so our parents could be here.

Next was a thanks to the parents for doing what they did so we kids could all be here. He then mumbles, “God bless the mashed potatoes!” and drops the mic, stumbling off the dance floor.

We had a good prime rib meal, and some of the best chipotle pepper mashed potatoes ever. The whole reception erupted in laughter, and my mom went to the chef to get the recipe.

4. I Saved the Day

u/karmar13: This was not my wedding, but I was the flower girl (I know it was a while ago, but I remember it like it was yesterday).

So, the bride and her company show up at the wedding. The bride had her gown, the flower girl (me) had her little dress, and the seamstress would deliver the bridesmaids’ dresses at the wedding venue.

Of course, the wedding party got there far in advance. Long story short, the seamstress never showed up with the bridesmaids’ dresses. Nobody knew what to do. Total panic.

Meanwhile, seven-year-old me sat in the corner, and I wasn’t sure what the commotion was about. So, I tugged on the bride and said, “They could wear those dresses.” Pointing to the choir robes in the corner closet. Her eyes got wide. And they did. Wedding saved!

5. Someone Stole My Marriage License

u/MissWriter1: I got married on a Sunday. My aunt was doing flash photography the entire time (even though my officiant announced no photos or videos), and my photographer couldn’t get some of the shots I wanted.

Also, my mom and aunt were being mean to everyone. Then, we signed the marriage license, and I put it in my purse before walking away to get some wine.

I come back, and my mom is going through my purse. She said she was getting some gum because “the brisket was too dry.”

I realized I couldn’t find the marriage license until after she left. She took it. Now I have to get another one.

6. My Best Friend’s Ex-wife

u/[deleted]: I am unsure if she ruined it, but it is a fun story. At my wedding, my best friend was our best man. His wife (now divorced) was a beautiful woman who liked drinking. It had been this way for years.

She promised him that she wouldn’t drink during the wedding or reception. So, about halfway through the reception, she is on the dance floor with my 50-year-old, 300-pound uncle. It was inappropriate. Then, she was getting too close to every guy she found there.

My friend then collected his wife and had to leave. On the way home, she gets angry, jumps from the car in motion, and dashes down the street. She’s a marathon runner, and my buddy lost her while turning the vehicle.

She goes to a local bar and meets up with some women she knows from her work. They drink more, and she gets into an argument with another woman she knows who was at the bar.

That woman leaves after my friend’s wife attempts to get her to fight her. So, my friend’s wife, in her work friend’s car, chases them home. She ends up trying to kick the woman’s home door.

This woman finally opens the door and beats my friend’s wife. Her work friends had to take her to the hospital, where my buddy finally got the call to pick up his wife.

7. I Had No Idea I Was Ruining the Wedding

u/Northsidebill1: I once ruined a wedding, but it wasn’t my fault. I swear it wasn’t. I was a friend of a friend of the groom, and I had an F150, so I got asked to bring some chairs and a table to the reception hall, as people who own trucks are often asked to do.

I agreed and was told I would be met there by a couple of women and a few guys to unload everything and place it. Cool.

One of the women was beautiful. I flirted a bit, and she flirted back. She asked if I wanted to walk along the river the reception hall was on. Sure!

We walked for a while and talked, and things escalated quickly. We ended up getting intimate on the riverbank for a bit and walked back to the hall, where I invited her for a ride in my truck.

This was in rural Indiana, so in about 10 minutes, we were along some numbered county road getting intimate in the back of the truck.

It was late evening, and there was no one around. Then a car comes towards us. We laid still and waited for them to pass, but the car stopped, and the girl from earlier got out and started screaming at us. Yep, the girl I was with was the bride.

The wedding got canceled. My friend punched me in the face (he found out later that I had no idea who she was and apologized. We are good now), and it was quite the scandal for a while.

8. My Aunt’s Wedding

u/RubixRube: My aunt had a very fancy formal wedding. Being four, adorable, and related, I was the obvious choice for the flower girl.

Here is the thing: it’s a long day for the wedding party, and even the most attentive adult will get tired and bored between hair, makeup, photos, and long-winded Baptist vows.

So here we are, standing lined up by the altar, and the preacher finally asks for objections. At that moment, I yawned as loud as my little lungs would allow. The once silent room filled with 200 friends and family erupted into laughter.

That is when I noticed that 200 people were watching me, and I got scared and did what many scared four-year-olds do: urinate, cry, and try to run away.

So here I am, an angry, soaked four-year-old in a pink taffeta dress running about a church while my mother (the maid of honor) tries in vain to catch me (running in heels and a ball gown is not easy). I still haven’t lived it down 30 years later.

9. My Mother-in-Law Ruined My Big Day

u/[deleted]: I recently had my wedding, and we woke up together, happy to be getting married. Then, my soon-to-be husband received a text from his mother. Disclaimer: his mother had waist-length black hair.

It’s a photo of her. She cut and colored her hair exactly like mine—shoulder length, brown with blonde streaks. I was livid!

Of all days to color your hair! And to do it on my wedding day. Fine, I let it go and decided to just forget it. Finally, it’s the moment we all have been waiting for. I’m walking to the aisle, and we reach the front.

The parents were called up so we all could recite a vow together. (Our wedding was held in front of a river bank, mind you.) His mother then walked around me near the pastor instead of being with the other parents near the groom.

Then, she proceeded to scream and fall. She grabbed my hair as she fell, and I fell with her inches away from the riverbank. My moment… Ruined.

She got up, laughed, and walked away while I was on the ground, trying not to cry. To be honest, I don’t remember anything else from the ceremony. I was seeing red.

We no longer speak to one another. And I will forever refuse to talk to that woman. My husband stands by me on that decision. To this day, when I think about my wedding, I tear up.

She ruined it and didn’t even feel sorry for it. And those of you who say she fell and couldn’t help it—after watching our wedding video, I learned that her husband and the pastor were holding her arms. She deliberately stepped back and fell.

10. Things Went Out of Control

u/CitizenTed: It was my best pal’s sister’s wedding. I was asked to tend the open bar. No money to exchange hands. Just serve drinks and keep an eye on the liquor.

Halfway into the reception, people were getting very drunk, probably because I was pouring them incredibly stiff drinks. At some point, something got stirred up.

I think it was an ex-boyfriend vs. the groom kind of thing. I didn’t know. I was tending the bar. But fists were thrown. Then chairs. Then chaos.

I did what I could to protect the liquor. Some older guy (whom I had been feeding very strong drinks all night) came rambling over to my bar and asked for another. I poured. He shook his head as screams, fists, and food flew all around. “Kids these days,” he said.

I concurred and poured myself a drink. When the fighting settled down, the hall was a complete mess. The bride was in tears. Everything was destroyed. I decided the party was over. I left.

It may have been an awful wedding for them, but it was a memorable one for me. No other wedding was as eventful.