The Right Direction
“My husband and I were invited to the wedding of a military buddy of his. We were running a little late but weren’t too worried. We got onto the base and headed for the main chapel (there are three or four chapels on base). When we got to the main chapel, it was apparent that there was no wedding going on. As we were wondering what we should do, we see an older gentleman in a tuxedo wandering around. He’s clearly in the same boat. Turns out he’s the groom’s father and he doesn’t have any more idea what’s going on than we do. After a few more minutes, a soldier arrives. He’s the chaplain’s assistant and he’s looking for lost wedding guests (namely the groom’s father). Turns out the bride put down the wrong address and the wrong chapel name on the invitation. Finally, as the ceremony was over and the guests began to applaud, a bat fell down out of the ceiling.”
Reddit user: shelbyknits