There was this colleague I got close with when I first joined Shell. And part of the reason we were close was because every day, for about 15 – 30 minutes, she would tell me all about her upcoming daughter’s wedding. It would be my first American wedding, so it was fascinating to me. She would tell me about how the couple met, the cost of this and that, what dress they would wear, who was baking the cake, and so on. I don’t think there was any tiny detail about the wedding that I didn’t know. I would go home and tell my wife about it too. This went on for months. Then, a few weeks before D-Day, when my wife and I were about to shop for clothes for the wedding, she asked me, 'Has she given you invitation cards?' I told her not to worry. Me that practically planned the wedding with the bride’s mum. Boy, was I wrong, lol. I got to work and stylishly asked when to expect the invitation cards. 'Oh, we handed them all out. As you know, the venue is small and my daughter had some extra friends who now wanted to attend.' In short, we were not invited. That was my American Wedding 101 class. Don’t kid yourself, the ultimate test of whether you are close to an American family is whether you get invited to their wedding.
There was this colleague I got close with when I first joined Shell. And part of the reason we were close was because every day, for about 15 – 30 minutes, she would tell me all about her upcoming daughter’s wedding. It would be my first American wedding, so it was fascinating to me. She would tell me about how the couple met, the cost of this and that, what dress they would wear, who was baking the cake, and so on. I don’t think there was any tiny detail about the wedding that I didn’t know. I would go home and tell my wife about it too. This went on for months. Then, a few weeks before D-Day, when my wife and I were about to shop for clothes for the wedding, she asked me, 'Has she given you invitation cards?' I told her not to worry. Me that practically planned the wedding with the bride’s mum. Boy, was I wrong, lol. I got to work and stylishly asked when to expect the invitation cards. 'Oh, we handed them all out. As you know, the venue is small and my daughter had some extra friends who now wanted to attend.' In short, we were not invited. That was my American Wedding 101 class. Don’t kid yourself, the ultimate test of whether you are close to an American family is whether you get invited to their wedding.
@AskMichaelTaiwo In a nutshell dem no Invite a whole MT after much anticipation😂
@AskMichaelTaiwo Lol 😆🤣😆 I'm sure if it were in Nigeria, you and the woman would no longer be in good terms anymore because you were not invited for the wedding
@AskMichaelTaiwo When my cousin was an undergrad student in US, her flatmate would leave in her car and my cousin would walk. They would meet at same place and when she asked why her flatmate never offered her a ride knowing they were going to same place, she said “you never asked”🤣🤣🤣
@AskMichaelTaiwo But it goes beyond culture shock to involve someone and chew their ear about every tiny detail, then not invite in the end. It just doesn't seem right. Imo
@AskMichaelTaiwo in South Africa you don't need an invitation as long as you know it means you can come