Nigerians

I hate to bad mouth my own people. But I swear, if anyone messes up my wedding the way they messed up this girls wedding that I went to this weekend, I will kick thier ass

Let me start off by saying that I apologise for deleting the previous post. I just felt it was to hateful. So I will not vent here about friends and how phony they are. I will not vent that a lot of the people that ae in my life right now are people I really love and care about. I will not vent that if you really care about me you would call and let me know you are getting married. i wil no vent about all of that because that is not why we are talking about Nigerians.

I was coerced and my mind was manipulated so i dropped my plans to do laundry, re-arrange my room and sort clothes for charity, to go to this wedding in NY because baby wanted to support his "friends". Ugh!

The family said the wedding would begin at 12:00 noon. Na Lie! the wedding didn't begin until 4:00. They had seatinf ro 250 people, we were over 500 people there. Mind you, we had gele's and Naija outfits on. Squeezed into a room with people that have been baking in the heat in Nigerian outfits, we are now officially smelling "orisi ri si" funk! Oh and we hadn't eaten all day cause we were rushing out to make this wedding on time. So in the midst of the heat and funk, I was getting faint with dehydration and hunger.

I didn't recognize anyone for a good two hours. And after being ignored by Baby for about two hours, I left and went to the lobby. Bumped into my good friend FE but he was taking pictures so we couldn't really chat (booh!). His wedding is in a few weeks, and it is RSVP only! Can't wait to see how that turns out! Knowing him, it will work cause he will just not allow anyone in if they didn't RSVP.

My cousin showed up holding two water bottles and offered me one. God bless her! After about a few more minutes of stewing and realizing the damn ceremony wasn't going to start, I went to the car and sat down. Cranked up the AC and listened to my Fred Hammond CD. Read a book, fell asleep and woke up to Baby saying "damn ---------- you burned up all the gas",

Reception time! yeah! I thought as I walked the mile from the car to the reception site. This was just utter chaos. The room was packed full and people were rowdy and noisy. This is what I don't get. You have over 500 guest and you decide to do buffet dinner? Uhm no! not with a room of hungry Nigerians. Then you start announcing tables. Like they are actually going to pay any attention. Of course our table mates (baby, his brothers, his causin, some chicks and this guy we know) decided to obey so we starved! People were going to get food even though thier table wasn't called. And it was self serve! by the time we got there the food was almost all gone and to top it off the rice had spoiled so "o ti fa!" Haba! what an embarrasment. Poor bride. She must have worked very hard for this ceremony and spent a lot of money and have all these hooligans come and ruine it was just unacceptable.

I have decided that whatever wedding I am coordinating I will do/not do the following:
I will not wear Nigerian outfit and I will give my American name. That way no Nigerians will walk all over me with the whole "disrespect" "mommy/daddy" bullshit

I will do not speak yoruba! because then they will think they can get away with things

I will not let people in until all RSVP'd guests are seated! I mean even before the ceremony had started people were already sitting in the reception hall waiting for the ceremony to be over.

I will enforce the three "Be's"
Be patient
Be strict
Be firm!
They don't call me Lady B for nothing

Finally, I will make sure that the bride NEVER knows how bad it could have been.

In conclusion! I starved, I got dehydrated, I am tired and I am am going back to bed!