It’s like I’m in a movie!

You know how stuff that happens in movies don’t really happen in real life? Some things are just too good, to outrages or simply to weird to be true.

I have this friend who I hadn’t seen in quite some time and he recently announced that he is engaged. But unlike other similar situations, he didn’t just expect me to be happy for him, he also asked me to be his best man…or shall I say best woman. This is kind of confusing.

Now I have a few questions. Do I have to stand awkwardly on the one side opposite from the bridesmaids and the bride who I don’t know at all? Do I have to organize the stag party? And most of all…do I have to wear a suit?

Suit up!

Suit up! Wouldn’t Barney be proud.

 

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About Die reis

So....I really believe that I’m not the only person feeling this way. Like Lucius Annaeus Seneca  put it: "If one does not know to which port one is sailing, no wind is favorable." And that's exactly my problem...I have no idea where I want to be. I’m content in the moment, but is constantly restless about the future. I have too much of a hunger for success and fulfillment to just leave it there, but never in my life have I had a clear picture of where I want to be. Therefore I want to make life about the journey. I want to appreciate life for what it is, and not let the small things pass me by without noticing them. For the "where do I want to be?"...maybe I will find out along the way.
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5 Responses to It’s like I’m in a movie!

  1. I think your most important task as a best man is to flirt with the bridesmaids and make awkward jokes to make others feel that nobody is watching them. How are you at that?

    • Die reis says:

      Let me see. I think I will manage the awkward jokes, but flirting with the bridesmaids…I don’t think so. It sounds like you have some experience in all of this best man stuff. Anything else I should know?

  2. MissFourEyes says:

    I’ve always wanted to be a best man! They even get better clothes than the bridesmaids

  3. Pingback: The day I was someone’s best ahem…woman. | Die Reis

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