I just remembered something from my younger sisters wedding.
Ok, my sis is the gentlest of souls, really (she's nothing like me).
Very giving, very considerate.
She wasn't a bridezilla, and realized nothing is ever perfect.
She had a medium size wedding, at a really posh place.
Anyway, at some point, like at any wedding, a conga line started, with her in the lead.
There was a woman at the reception, the date of the guest, who was really flashy, had been out on the dance floor all night, and was like something from dancing with the stars (well, not that good). Anyway, suddenly there were 2 conga lines, with this babe leading that line.
OMG! There're Conga Line Fighting!!!!
My sister stopped for a minute, and everyone joined miss thangs line. She came over, really upset, and actually had tears in her eyes. She said to me "I'M the bride. I'M supposed to lead the conga line!" Seems that since she was a little kid, she always associated a conga line with weddings and being a bride leading the way. She quickly got over it, but it was a bummer
Who would have known?
A few years later, the subject of her wedding came up, and she still remembered that someone stole her conga line. I'm sure ms conga never thought about it.
anyway, one never knows.