I am not sure if you all remember the episode of "A Different World" where Whitley Gilbert was about to get married to Byron, the statesmen, but I have long since said that this was my favorite episode...ever! I guess I liked the fact that love won in the end. She was still in love with Dwayne Wayne (not to be confused with Dwayne Wade. Ironic? I know) but they had broken up and both were simply trying to move on. And move on she had; Whitley was pursued hotly and it was so effective that she and Byron soon found themselves engaged and at the altar. Herein lies the problem: you really should not be at the altar with someone other than the person you really want to live the rest of your life with: things may not turn out so peachy keen. Check out this video and you will see what I mean and soon how someone plotted this on my big day...lol.
Now, while this worked out for them lets keep in mind that this was a sitcom episode and so the chances of this actually working out was high. In unscripted real world that we live in it would have gone differently. I will use my wedding day as an example. As many of you know I am recently married--a few months now. As my hubby and I were planning our wedding (and yes, we did it by ourselves and it was exquisite and dope in every way) I was a bit concerned that we would have a reverse Dwayne Wayne situation. I wasn't sure who you bring the drama but I knew there was a chance. Even though there was no way in hell I was marrying anyone else but my husband because the bottom line was that he was/is the bottom line for me, and even though I had no closure that was needed from my past because I wasn't still in love with anyone, and my latest significant ex was no longer significant, I still had a thought that someone would act a fool. I really didn't suspect it from my ex though, in fact, any healing that was needed as a result of THAT mess was underway before I got with my husband and getting with him got rid of the rest of the residue. He is dope like that, so my ex was a non---factor (grin)and certainly didn't have the ceremony information. With all that being said, I felt like there would be some "django" who liked me in the past busting out and trying to get his last minute bid in. It had been happening since I got engaged! Since this was the case I had the whole scenario played out in my mind with security simply tossing the bum out. But...it didn't go that way.
The drama happened at our reception. One of my male friends, best friends, who was closer to me than some of my family, got drunk and decided to insult me during his toast, confess his dismay to my mother telling her that his mom thought that he and I would eventually marry and obviously that wasn't the case, and when I confronted him about whether or not he was secretly in love with me and needed some time to get over it, he said that he believed that was the case. So, needless to say my Dwayne Wayne story was no Dwayne Wayne story but more so a reversed Dwayne Wayne story! He had something to confess on my big day, acted a bit of a fool, but unlike Whitley I went up the aisle to the right man the first time 'round. The night ended up being cool regardless, but lets just say I have resolved to never contacting him again and letting the so called friendship die out. He has continued the shady shenanigans to the point that I am willing to walk away from a 21 year friendship (give or take 2 years from the time of weirdness).
But wait...just when you thought the foolishness stopped there is more. After recovering from the festivities of that night I decided to get on FB and check in on my husbands page and my page as well to put up some pics and do the girlie thing, but I soon discovered my joy would turn to anger and thoughts of me slapping somebody extra hard. A chick who was an associate of the friend who confessed love at the reception reached out to my husband and cursed him out for being deleted from his FB page. She said things about me (I don't even know her!) that I had never even heard floating around as a rumor. It was so scandalous that I was like, "Dayyyyum...she is going in on your wife, dude!" Lol!! In her message, though, she was free flowing with the insults. She went in on Chris as well. It turned out that chick was someone who he talked to for about a week some eleven years prior...smh. Needless to say we had to check her thoroughly and promptly. We also had to check her friends who were at some point our mutual friends as well. Side note: My husband and I knew each other 12 years before we started dating and we use to hang with the same people at some point. By the time we got to the source guess who we discovered had been spreading gossip and keeping up mess? You're right! It was the friend who confessed love at the reception. Deep, huh? So I was sitting there with a reverse-Dwayne Wayne situation and my bubby was sitting there with a Vesta-like chick singing some hateful version of "Congratulations...I thought it should have been me...", but her version of the song was filled with tears and expletives...lol!
What I find most hilarious about these two situation is that the drama never came from our exes...at least not on that day. We had to deal with his ex stalking him to the point that we both had to verbally let her know she was to never contact him in no way shape or form. We actually had to change all the phone numbers, get blocks, and stop her from sending unsolicited mail to our home. Yeah, she was on her way to being shocked by me if she continued. My ex got over his brand of shock a lot sooner. Now, if it had come from one of these two people we would have kinda-maybe understood it, but the fact that it came so randomly from others was bizarre.
My husband and I had long since cut off relationships and associations with people who we were once involved with or who had an known interest in us, and that was a journey in and of itself. But, to be attacked and insulted and generally thrown a lot of shade with lies told on us by a friend and a random chick--we never saw coming and was one for the record. Who knew? Perhaps, I did. I said earlier that I suspected some type of foolishness...but never like this. My husband and I joke with each other now: "Geesh...what did you to to make these people love you so much."
Now, while this worked out for them lets keep in mind that this was a sitcom episode and so the chances of this actually working out was high. In unscripted real world that we live in it would have gone differently. I will use my wedding day as an example. As many of you know I am recently married--a few months now. As my hubby and I were planning our wedding (and yes, we did it by ourselves and it was exquisite and dope in every way) I was a bit concerned that we would have a reverse Dwayne Wayne situation. I wasn't sure who you bring the drama but I knew there was a chance. Even though there was no way in hell I was marrying anyone else but my husband because the bottom line was that he was/is the bottom line for me, and even though I had no closure that was needed from my past because I wasn't still in love with anyone, and my latest significant ex was no longer significant, I still had a thought that someone would act a fool. I really didn't suspect it from my ex though, in fact, any healing that was needed as a result of THAT mess was underway before I got with my husband and getting with him got rid of the rest of the residue. He is dope like that, so my ex was a non---factor (grin)and certainly didn't have the ceremony information. With all that being said, I felt like there would be some "django" who liked me in the past busting out and trying to get his last minute bid in. It had been happening since I got engaged! Since this was the case I had the whole scenario played out in my mind with security simply tossing the bum out. But...it didn't go that way.
The drama happened at our reception. One of my male friends, best friends, who was closer to me than some of my family, got drunk and decided to insult me during his toast, confess his dismay to my mother telling her that his mom thought that he and I would eventually marry and obviously that wasn't the case, and when I confronted him about whether or not he was secretly in love with me and needed some time to get over it, he said that he believed that was the case. So, needless to say my Dwayne Wayne story was no Dwayne Wayne story but more so a reversed Dwayne Wayne story! He had something to confess on my big day, acted a bit of a fool, but unlike Whitley I went up the aisle to the right man the first time 'round. The night ended up being cool regardless, but lets just say I have resolved to never contacting him again and letting the so called friendship die out. He has continued the shady shenanigans to the point that I am willing to walk away from a 21 year friendship (give or take 2 years from the time of weirdness).
But wait...just when you thought the foolishness stopped there is more. After recovering from the festivities of that night I decided to get on FB and check in on my husbands page and my page as well to put up some pics and do the girlie thing, but I soon discovered my joy would turn to anger and thoughts of me slapping somebody extra hard. A chick who was an associate of the friend who confessed love at the reception reached out to my husband and cursed him out for being deleted from his FB page. She said things about me (I don't even know her!) that I had never even heard floating around as a rumor. It was so scandalous that I was like, "Dayyyyum...she is going in on your wife, dude!" Lol!! In her message, though, she was free flowing with the insults. She went in on Chris as well. It turned out that chick was someone who he talked to for about a week some eleven years prior...smh. Needless to say we had to check her thoroughly and promptly. We also had to check her friends who were at some point our mutual friends as well. Side note: My husband and I knew each other 12 years before we started dating and we use to hang with the same people at some point. By the time we got to the source guess who we discovered had been spreading gossip and keeping up mess? You're right! It was the friend who confessed love at the reception. Deep, huh? So I was sitting there with a reverse-Dwayne Wayne situation and my bubby was sitting there with a Vesta-like chick singing some hateful version of "Congratulations...I thought it should have been me...", but her version of the song was filled with tears and expletives...lol!
What I find most hilarious about these two situation is that the drama never came from our exes...at least not on that day. We had to deal with his ex stalking him to the point that we both had to verbally let her know she was to never contact him in no way shape or form. We actually had to change all the phone numbers, get blocks, and stop her from sending unsolicited mail to our home. Yeah, she was on her way to being shocked by me if she continued. My ex got over his brand of shock a lot sooner. Now, if it had come from one of these two people we would have kinda-maybe understood it, but the fact that it came so randomly from others was bizarre.
My husband and I had long since cut off relationships and associations with people who we were once involved with or who had an known interest in us, and that was a journey in and of itself. But, to be attacked and insulted and generally thrown a lot of shade with lies told on us by a friend and a random chick--we never saw coming and was one for the record. Who knew? Perhaps, I did. I said earlier that I suspected some type of foolishness...but never like this. My husband and I joke with each other now: "Geesh...what did you to to make these people love you so much."
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