Party Crashers

 

I completely forgot to tell you the best part of my parents anniversary party. We had an actual party crasher.

Weird part the first: He knew my parents names. At one point, he accidentally took my  mom’s seat, and when she returned SHE apologized to him, thinking she had taken his seat, and he addressed her by name!

Weird part the second: He knew the name of my dad’s business. He sat down at a table with my dad’s BUSINESS PARTNERS, and told them that he knew everyone from the company. And they all just blinked at him

Weird part the third: This wasn’t his first time. Someone who works with my dad said that he had crashed their Halloween party years ago. Fortunately, this just made for good laughs later in the party

I just… who DOES THAT? I’m such a rule follower that I can’t even wrap my head around walking into someone’s party and making my way to the bar and into the buffet line. Unless you’re Vince Vaughn, I didn’t know people really got away with that sort of thing. And he didn’t get away with it. Someone (not me! confrontation averse!) asked him, politely, to leave. I get a nervous stomach just thinking about that. He broke into MY party, and I feel bad that HE might have felt bad about being asked to leave. Do you see what he did there?

All photos by the fabulous Crandall Photography, who I highly recommend. Larry was truly a joy to work with.