How I Served Up a Slice of Petty Revenge to the Wedding Guest Who Wanted My Fiancé
There’s a fine line between being the bigger person and giving in to the sweet, sweet satisfaction of petty revenge. Sometimes, you just have to tiptoe over that line—especially if someone tries to upstage your wedding and steal your man. Recently, a story from Reddit’s r/PettyRevenge caught my eye, and it’s the perfect blend of harmless mischief, wedding etiquette, and a dash of schadenfreude.
Meet our bride: sharp, self-aware, and refreshingly honest about her own pettiness. Her soon-to-be husband is the techie dreamboat of their tight-knit coworker clique. But lurking among the guest list is Daisy, a woman whose crush on the groom is about as subtle as a white dress at a wedding—oh, wait.
The Not-So-Subtle Suitor
Every friend group has that one wildcard, and in this case, Daisy is the giggly, hair-twirling culprit with a not-so-secret crush on the groom. Our bride, cool as a cucumber, observes Daisy’s relentless flirting with mild amusement and a healthy dose of side-eye. To be fair, she admits her fiancé is pretty great—smart, successful, genuinely sweet, and so loyal your grandma would approve. In fact, he’s so loyal that Daisy’s advances earn nothing but polite dodges and the occasional “gross” face.
When the bride points out Daisy’s behavior, her fiancé’s reaction is priceless: he promises to sit far, far away at the next outing. If you’re wondering whether there’s cause for concern, rest easy—this man is basically allergic to drama and adores his fiancée to the point of baking cookies for her on a bad day.
Wedding Plans and Wardrobe Sabotage
Fast forward to wedding planning. It’s an intimate affair—just 35 guests—and our bride is thoughtful enough to cater to gluten-intolerant friends. She sources gourmet gluten-free cupcakes in chocolate or caramel, polling her guests for their preferences. Daisy—who shuns chocolate for reasons unrelated to allergies—requests caramel. Easy enough.
But then, the plot thickens: a text reveals Daisy and her friend plan to show up in white and beige, respectively. For the uninitiated, wearing white to someone else’s wedding is the ultimate faux pas—a move so bold it borders on comic villainy.
The groom, ever the legend, nips this in the bud with the kind of directness that would make your etiquette-obsessed aunt swoon. No white, no beige, no “very light gray”—not even “bone.” Daisy tries to argue her case (“It’s just a white blouse with peach pants!”), but she’s swiftly shut down. The couple even jokes that, should Daisy defy the dress code, she’ll face a red wine baptism courtesy of the bride’s friends.
The Sweetest Slice of Revenge
Here’s where the pettiness comes in—a masterclass in low-stakes, high-satisfaction payback. As the bride finalizes the cupcake order, she remembers Daisy’s special request for caramel. But, oops, suddenly everyone is getting chocolate. When you plan to wear white to another woman’s wedding and fawn over her fiancé, don’t expect your cupcake preference to survive the RSVP list.
Is it petty? Absolutely. Is it deserved? After the white dress stunt, I’d say it’s practically a public service. After all, it’s not like Daisy is being denied food—she’s just mildly inconvenienced with a flavor she doesn’t prefer. Compared to upstaging the bride, this is the equivalent of a fly in your mimosa: annoying, but survivable.
The Art of Petty Revenge (Wedding Edition)
What makes this story a hit? It’s not malicious or destructive—just a gentle reminder that actions have consequences, even if those consequences are delivered in cupcake form. The bride’s restraint is admirable; plenty of people would have uninvited Daisy on the spot. Instead, she lets the universe (and a solid group of friends) handle the heavy lifting, while she enjoys her big day with a knowing smile.
Your Turn: Would You Serve Up Petty Revenge?
Weddings are emotional minefields, and everyone has at least one story where they wish they’d delivered a little poetic justice. Did you ever have a guest who pushed your buttons—or tried to steal your thunder? Would you have ordered the caramel cupcake, or doled out a dash of delicious karma?
Share your tales of petty revenge in the comments! After all, sometimes the smallest acts—like a flavor switch—are the ones that taste the sweetest.
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Original Reddit Post: Mildly inconviniencing wedding guest who wants to fuck my fiance