Officiated a wedding on Sunday for a couple good friends. Wore a suit, but also bought a stole off of amazon that had doves and flames on it because...awesome. I carried my notes around in an old bound book that looked bible-y but was actually Bram Stoker's Dracula.
Wedding went great, short and sweet and everyone had a lot of fun. Well, except for this guy that finally got lit up enough at the reception to come ask me about my religious affiliation because I was wearing the stole and holding a "bible" in one hand and a beer in the other. This progressed as all religious-y people interrogations go where I try and be respectful, but also answer his questions while he gets more angry and condescending. He eventually tells me he'll pray for me and I'm all like "cool, have a good one." He come back again later and grills me some more and makes sure I know he's the greatest christian ever or whatever and that he and his wife will be praying for me. She comes over later and makes sure to tell me she'll be praying for me as well. Again, I stayed respectful...friends' wedding and all, so I let it slide.
Here's where it gets neat. The wedding is at this large house rental. Has a couple out buildings like casa de Scupper at Hayward. There's a big long driveway and that was essentially the dance floor and where the DJ was setup for the reception
A little later SuperChristian guy pulls his massive pickup down the driveway to pick up an older guy (great uncle of the bride, superchristianwife is her aunt) to take home. There's probably 50-60 people on the dancefloor/driveway and I'm just off the driveway and I see he's coming in a little hot. So hot in fact that he nearly knocks down about 5 people. His bumper actually touches the mother of the groom who walks with the aid of those arm-brace-cane-deals. Brother of the groom is right there and is naturally angry and throws his plastic cup of beer on the hood/windshield of the truck. SC-guy leaps out of his truck and charges the whole crowd and ends up knocking down about 5-6 people like bowling pins.
I help break it up with many others -- I pick SG guy up off of the ground and say something to the tune of "cmon bro, this is a wedding" and he retorts with "BUT HE THREW A BEER ON MY TRUCK" apparently not realizing he almost killed people and that his beer covered truck will probably survive. I asked him what jebus would do -- wouldn't he turn the other cheek? And he was all "Yeah, I'm gonna turn the other cheek!" while puffing his chest. Anyway, lots of yelling back and forth and several of us trying to calm the main parties down and get this knob out of there, which we finally do. Couple of volunteer firefighters/emts were on hand to help guide him as he backed up and got out of the driveway.
Good times.