The Bride's Family and her Photographer

[bex1218]

So, in my other post I was talking about my great uncle's wedding. Known the Bride all my life. Love her to death. She's a sweetie.

Her family on the other hand...

Now, she has a big family. All prissy, richie, stuck up folk. They took up all the camera time with the bride and groom. We are my GU's only family. We were lucky to get 2 pictures with him, and we had to fight for it. The photographers were rushing us, even. Part on me wanted to go to the bride and ask if we could have a bit more. I wish I did. The family was no help. They didn't even want to allow us to get pics with them.

Royally pissed me off.

I don't blame my GU or his Bride, he is really a non-confrotational guy, and its her family. Not gonna drive a wedge bewteen them. Plus we got to spend time with both of them the night before during a dinner.

[AdminAssistant]

The photographer was going for the money. Not just because they are wealthy, but because they can split a large family into smaller groups for posed shots and sell more prints.

[powerboy]

It is what Admin said. They did it for more money.

[HYHYBT]

For some reason, this reminds me of a story Mom told once of a car trip that happened before I was born. She, Dad, and his father were driving through a section of Canada. Not *to* anywhere in Canada, but passing through on the way from one place within the US to another. (Perhaps Michigan and New York?) Anyway, as she told it, she'd never been to Canada before and, on entering the country, wanted to stop somewhere for souvenirs. She was told they would do that later. They then never stopped longer than it took to fill the gas tank. When she asked again as they were about to re-enter the US, the answer was "you had plenty of time for that. You've been in Canada ALL DAY. It's too late now."