Speaker 1: Hello, dear listeners. Recently on the podcast, I admitted to
Speaker 1: my new obsession very dramatic audio retellings of stories found
Speaker 1: on Reddit listen. I know it's very specific, and are
Speaker 1: the stories real? Maybe? Maybe not? Probably not. No, of
Speaker 1: course they're not real, but we all find joy where
Speaker 1: we can get it nowadays. Well, when I admitted to
Speaker 1: this new fixation, we threw around the idea of me
Speaker 1: recording one in the same vein as the videos I
Speaker 1: watch for hours on YouTube. I'm so sorry, Susan, and
Speaker 1: so here it is, and I've recruited my co host
Speaker 1: to join in and play the other characters in the story. So,
Speaker 1: with no further ado and with a voice I'm going
Speaker 1: to make sound very dramatic, here is my fiance publicly
Speaker 1: humiliated me at our wedding as a prank. So I
Speaker 1: pulled a bigger one by canceling everything. Now she's begging
Speaker 1: for another chance. Ugh, I love these titles. I twenty
Speaker 1: eight mail was supposed to marry Vanessa, twenty seven female,
Speaker 1: the woman I thought was my soulmate. We'd been together
Speaker 1: for four years, and while I knew she had a
Speaker 1: thing for pranks and attention, I never thought she'd take
Speaker 1: it too far. Turns out I should have seen the
Speaker 1: warning signs. Vanessa had a habit of turning every serious
Speaker 1: moment into a joke. When I propose, she pretended to
Speaker 1: say no for five full minutes before laughing and finally accepting.
Speaker 2: No, absolutely not never, Okay, I'll marry you. I guess.
Speaker 1: When I got a promotion, she made a big speech
Speaker 1: at the party about how I got lucky instead of
Speaker 1: acknowledging my hard work.
Speaker 3: Listen, he's a good guy, sure, I mean, but he
Speaker 3: has no idea what ell he's doing. I mean, dude,
Speaker 3: is lucky, no doubt about it. Talk about failing up anyway.
Speaker 3: Congrats babe.
Speaker 1: She always said it was just for fun, but it
Speaker 1: was always at my expense. Still, I loved her. I
Speaker 1: thought that's just who she is. But I started having
Speaker 1: doubts when her friends hinted at a big surprise she
Speaker 1: had planned for the wedding. When I pressed for details,
Speaker 1: they just laughed and said, oh, you'll see That set
Speaker 1: off alarm bells. I didn't know what she was planning,
Speaker 1: but I had a gut feeling it wouldn't be good.
Speaker 1: That's when I called my friend Mark, who happens to
Speaker 1: be a lawyer, and I told him I needed a
Speaker 1: little insurance. Together, we drafted a completely fake prenup, floated
Speaker 1: with legal jargon and one very specific clause.
Speaker 4: Hi, I'm Mark, and this is the fake prenup. If
Speaker 4: either party engages in public embarrassment of the other before
Speaker 4: the signing of this contract, all jointly planned financial obligations
Speaker 4: are immediately nullified and a public apology must be issued.
Speaker 1: Heck yeah. It was completely unenforceable, of course, but it
Speaker 1: looked real. I had it printed, signed and ready just
Speaker 1: in case Vanessa puled something. Then came the wedding. Everything
Speaker 1: seemed perfect until the moment we stood at the altar.
Speaker 1: Right before we were supposed to exchange vows. Vanessa grind
Speaker 1: took them microphone from the officiant and said, I have.
Speaker 3: A little surprise for my wonderful soon to be husband.
Speaker 1: She turned to the crowd and dramatically waved towards the doors.
Speaker 3: Ladies and gentlemen, let's give a warm welcome to the
Speaker 3: real love.
Speaker 1: Of my life. I froze. The guest turned in confusion
Speaker 1: as a man walked in Vanessa's x Jason. Vanessa beamed,
Speaker 1: come on, up, Jason. You didn't think I'd get married
Speaker 1: without my first love here, did you. Jason strode up
Speaker 1: to the altar, grinning. The crowd murmured in confusion. I
Speaker 1: felt like I was in a bad dream. Then Vanessa
Speaker 1: turned to me with the biggest smile and said.
Speaker 3: Babe, I just couldn't say I do without making sure
Speaker 3: Jason approved first. I mean, he was such a big
Speaker 3: part of my life, and well, we've been talking.
Speaker 1: A lot lately, talking a lot. Jason clapped me on
Speaker 1: the back and smirked, Hi, I.
Speaker 4: Sound like Mark, but I'm Jason. Now, relax, man, it
Speaker 4: was a joke. The bride'smaids laughed like this was the
Speaker 4: funniest thing in the world.
Speaker 1: But Vanessa wasn't done.
Speaker 3: Oh and just for fun, I had a little pole
Speaker 3: running among my bridesmaids. This whole time we were taking
Speaker 3: bets on whether I'd actually go through with the wedding
Speaker 3: or not.
Speaker 1: She whipped out her phone and showed me a group
Speaker 1: chat screens filled with laughing emojis, votes on whether she'd
Speaker 1: fake cold feet, and even bets on whether I'd cry
Speaker 1: at the altar.
Speaker 3: Ooh.
Speaker 1: The room went dead silent. My mother looked like she
Speaker 1: was about to faint. My father's face turned beat red.
Speaker 1: My best man just muttered, what the actual f I
Speaker 1: felt my hand shaking. Vanessa was standing there expecting me
Speaker 1: to just laugh it off.
Speaker 3: Oh come on, babe, lighting up. I mean, you didn't
Speaker 3: really think I was gonna leave you right?
Speaker 1: That's when I smiled, because I had the perfect response ready.
Speaker 1: The room was dead silent. Vanessa stood at the altar,
Speaker 1: grinning like she just pulled off the greatest prank in history.
Speaker 1: Her bridesmaids were still giggling. Jason was standing beside me
Speaker 1: like he belonged there, and half the guests were looking
Speaker 1: at me with pity in their eyes. I could feel
Speaker 1: my pulse pounding in my ears. My mother was clutching
Speaker 1: my father's arms, looking like she was about to cry.
Speaker 1: My best man Ryan looking like he was ready to
Speaker 1: swing at Jason and Vanessa. Oh Vanessa, she was still
Speaker 1: waiting for me to laugh along with her.
Speaker 3: Babe, come on, say something.
Speaker 1: I finally took a deep breath and smiled. Wow, I said,
Speaker 1: shaking my head, this is amazing. Vanessa beamed. She thought
Speaker 1: I was going along with it. She had no idea
Speaker 1: that I'd been ready for this moment. I turned to
Speaker 1: the officiant, Hey, do you have a table for signing
Speaker 1: the marriage license? I need to grab something. The officiant,
Speaker 1: he looked just as horrified as the rest of the guests,
Speaker 1: nodded and gestured towards a small table off to the side.
Speaker 1: I calmly walked over, pulled a black folder from my
Speaker 1: bag and held it up for everyone to see. Ladies
Speaker 1: and gentlemen, before we go any further, I'd like to
Speaker 1: share a document with my dear fiance. Vanessa tilted her head.
Speaker 1: Wait what, I slowly unclipped the folder and pulled out
Speaker 1: the fake prenup. Vanessa, I said, keeping my voice steady.
Speaker 1: I had a lawyer draft up a little agreement before
Speaker 1: the wedding, just a small precaution, you know, just in
Speaker 1: case you ever decided to do something like this. I
Speaker 1: held up the contract so the guests could see the
Speaker 1: official looking stamp at the bottom. Vanessa's face immediately lost
Speaker 1: its color.
Speaker 3: What the hell is that?
Speaker 1: Oh, just a little clause, I said, pretending to flip
Speaker 1: through the pages. See this part right here. It states
Speaker 1: that if either party engages in public humiliation before the
Speaker 1: signing of the marriage license, then all joint financial obligations
Speaker 1: like the wedding, honeymoon, and shared assets are immediately null
Speaker 1: and void. The guests gasped. Vanessa blinked rapidly.
Speaker 3: Wait that's not real.
Speaker 1: Oh it's very real, I said smoothly. It also requires
Speaker 1: the guilty party to issue a public apology right here
Speaker 1: in front of all of our guests. Jason snorted, dude,
Speaker 1: you can't be serious. This is a joke, right, I
Speaker 1: turned to him and smirked. Oh, I take pranks very seriously.
Speaker 1: Vanessa was starting to sweat.
Speaker 3: Babe, this is crazy. I mean, you're not actually mad,
Speaker 3: are you?
Speaker 1: I tilted my head. Why would I be mad, Vanessa?
Speaker 1: This is all hilarious. It's all part of the fun. Right,
Speaker 1: So here's my prank. I'm canceling the entire wedding dead silence.
Speaker 1: Her smile shattered. Wait what, Oh, don't look so shocked,
Speaker 1: I said, snapping the folder shut. You had your joke.
Speaker 1: Now it's my turn. Weddings off. The room exploded with
Speaker 1: whispers and gasps. The officiant awkwardly stepped back. Vanessa's face
Speaker 1: went from pale to bright red. You're joking, am I
Speaker 1: I said, turning to my best man, Ryan, would you
Speaker 1: do the honors? Ryan grinned and pulled out his phone.
Speaker 1: He tapped the screen and loud music blared, except instead
Speaker 1: of the traditional march, it was hit the road jack.
Speaker 1: Some guests laughed, some just stared in shock. And Vanessa,
Speaker 1: Oh Vanessa, she looked like she was about to hyperventilate.
Speaker 3: She hissed, you're not serious, No, no, you're not walking away.
Speaker 1: I grinned. I turned to my parents. I think we're
Speaker 1: done here. My mom nodded, and my dad immediately started
Speaker 1: telling guests that the wedding was over. Then I turned
Speaker 1: to Jason, who was still smirking like it was all
Speaker 1: a joke. Hey, Jason, I said, you like stealing other
Speaker 1: people's fiances, right, will congrats she's all yours. That wiped
Speaker 1: the smirk off his face. Vanessa whipped around Jason, tell
Speaker 1: him this is stupid. Jason, back me up.
Speaker 4: Uh, I think I'm gonna head out.
Speaker 1: Actually what he was already walking down the aisle. Now
Speaker 1: everyone was whispering. The bridesmaid's were awkwardly looking at their drinks.
Speaker 1: Some guests were laughing outright, and Vanessa, Dear. Vanessa looked
Speaker 1: like her entire world just collapsed.
Speaker 3: You can't just leave me like this.
Speaker 1: I turned back one last time. Vanessa, you love attention
Speaker 1: so much, Well, congrats, so you're getting it. And with that,
Speaker 1: I walked out of my own wedding, leaving her standing
Speaker 1: there alone, humiliated and exactly where she deserved to be.
Speaker 1: Walking out of that wedding was the best decision of
Speaker 1: my life. As I stepped outside, my best man followed,
Speaker 1: along with my parents and a handful of guests who
Speaker 1: wanted nothing to do with Vanessa after what she'd done.
Speaker 1: Behind me, she was still at the altar, screaming my name.
Speaker 3: We don't know this guy's name, so we're gonna call
Speaker 3: him Randolph. Randolph, Randolph, come back.
Speaker 1: But I didn't even turn around, mostly because my name
Speaker 1: isn't Randolph. It didn't take long for the fallout to begin.
Speaker 1: My phone blew up with texts and miscalls from Vanessa.
Speaker 1: At first, she acted confuse, as if she couldn't understand
Speaker 1: why I left. Then came the anger, curious messages about
Speaker 1: how I humiliated her and how she couldn't believe I
Speaker 1: would ruin the wedding over something so minor. She insisted
Speaker 1: it was just a joke and that I'd overreacted when
Speaker 1: I ignored her. She switched tactics, saying she would tell
Speaker 1: everyone I had abandoned her at the altar. That was rich,
Speaker 1: considering she was the one who had turned our wedding
Speaker 1: into a circus. But she hadn't counted on one thing. Receipts.
Speaker 1: My best man had screenshot at her bridesmaid's group chat
Speaker 1: before we left, that same chat, where they'd been placing
Speaker 1: bets on whether she actually go through with the wedding
Speaker 1: or fake cold feet. That alone destroyed any attempt she
Speaker 1: made to rewrite the narrative. Words spread quickly. People who
Speaker 1: had been at the wedding started talking. Guests who had
Speaker 1: been uncomfortable with what she did now had the full
Speaker 1: context and weren't afraid to share it. Within a few days,
Speaker 1: her reputation was in shambles. Her own parents called me,
Speaker 1: apologizing for what she'd done. Apparently they'd warn her not
Speaker 1: to pull any stunts at the wedding, but she hadn't listened.
Speaker 1: Even her friends, the ones who had egged her on,
Speaker 1: started distancing themselves when they realized how bad she looked.
Speaker 1: It was one thing to joke around, but publicly humiliating
Speaker 1: your fiance at your own wedding. No one wanted to
Speaker 1: be associated with that. Then came the financial consequences. Vanessa
Speaker 1: tried demanding I paid her back for the wedding cost.
Speaker 1: That was funny, considering I'd covered nearly everything. The venue,
Speaker 1: my card, the catering, my account, even the honeymoon trip
Speaker 1: she'd been so excited for booked under my name, and
Speaker 1: with one phone call, I canceled it all. She was
Speaker 1: left with nothing, no wedding, no honeymoon, no sympathy. A
Speaker 1: week later, she showed up at my door. Ha. I
Speaker 1: wasn't surprised. She looked exhausted, like she hadn't slept in days.
Speaker 1: It was clear that she finally realized just how badly
Speaker 1: she'd messed it all up. She tried to apologize.
Speaker 3: I hadn't meant for things to go so far. I
Speaker 3: never thought you'd actually leave. I still love you, if
Speaker 3: you just give me a second chance.
Speaker 1: I wasn't interested. I handed her an envelope and watched
Speaker 1: as she opened it with shaking hands. Inside was an
Speaker 1: invitation I'm not a real one, just a mock wedding
Speaker 1: rehearsal set for the same venue where she had so
Speaker 1: humiliated me. The date was today, and the guest list
Speaker 1: everyone who'd witnessed her stunt. There was no groom's name,
Speaker 1: just one simple note now or even. She looked up
Speaker 1: at me speechless. I didn't say a word. I just
Speaker 1: shut the door and walked away. Vanessa had wanted to
Speaker 1: turn our wedding into a joke. She got what she wanted,
Speaker 1: except the punchline was her own life falling apart. Vanessa
Speaker 1: never recovered from what happened. Her stunt went viral after
Speaker 1: someone shared clips from the wedding. People shredded her online,
Speaker 1: calling her the bride who Got Left as a joke, which,
Speaker 1: when you think about it, is a pretty terrible title.
Speaker 1: She lost job opportunities, friends, and even family support. Her
Speaker 1: bride'smaids abandoned her when they realized they'd be dragged down
Speaker 1: with her too. And Jason remember that guy. He wanted
Speaker 1: nothing to do with her. After the backlash, he ghoest
Speaker 1: tor removed on me. I thrived, I took time to heal,
Speaker 1: focused on my career and met someone who actually respected me. Meanwhile,
Speaker 1: Vanessa kept trying to reach out, emails, messages, even showing
Speaker 1: up at places she thought I'd be the last I heard.
Speaker 1: She was struggling financially and still single. She wanted a joke.
Speaker 1: She became a joke.