When Alexandra’s stepmother, Linda, showed up at her wedding in a white dress, demanding attention, Alexandra knew drama was coming. However, her husband Tom had a clever plan to shift the focus back to the special day. Linda was busy arranging flowers for the wedding, insisting that everything needed to be perfect. Alexandra watched from the dining table, sipping tea and trying to stay calm, while her father praised Linda’s skills.
Linda entered Alexandra’s life when she was ten, after her mother passed away. Since then, she had always enjoyed being the center of attention. As she fussed over the flowers with dramatic flair, Alexandra couldn’t help but worry about what Linda might do at the wedding. Despite her excitement about the big day, Alexandra felt anxious about Linda stealing the spotlight, just like she had on past birthdays and holidays. Trying to distract herself, she asked her dad about the wedding, but Linda quickly jumped in, reminding everyone how important this day was.
As Alexandra met her best friend Sarah at the wedding planner’s office, she revealed her worries. Sarah, noticing Alexandra’s distress, reassured her that everything would be fine. However, the planner, Grace, informed them that Linda insisted on sitting in the front row and giving a speech. This was not traditional, as those spots were usually reserved for the bride’s parents. Alexandra felt frustration bubbling up, knowing Linda would make the day about herself. They discussed ways to address the situation, including having someone else give a speech in honor of Alexandra’s mother.
After meeting with Grace, Alexandra returned home to share her concerns with Tom. She expressed her fear that Linda would overshadow the wedding. Tom comforted her, assuring her they would handle it together. On the wedding day, while preparing, Sarah rushed in, pale and panicked, to tell Alexandra that Linda had arrived in a full-length white wedding dress. Alexandra was furious and confronted Linda, who unapologetically claimed it was her moment to shine.
Tom urged Alexandra to trust him, and the ceremony began with Linda sitting in the front row, soaking up the attention. As Alexandra tried to focus on her vows, she couldn’t ignore Linda’s smug expression. When it was time for speeches, Alexandra felt tense. Just as Linda stood to speak, Tom took the microphone and presented a video tribute to Alexandra’s late mother. The room filled with heartfelt memories, and Linda’s confidence began to fade.
After the tribute, Tom invited Linda on stage, claiming they wanted to celebrate her too. But as he played a slideshow, it quickly turned embarrassing for Linda. It included footage of her sneaking into Alexandra’s bridal suite earlier, trying on her veil and twirling with the bouquet. The crowd gasped, and then Tom played a recording of Linda on the phone, bragging about her plan to outshine Alexandra. Shocked murmurs filled the room, and Linda’s face turned crimson.
Tom then introduced Linda’s ex-husband, who shared stories of her past antics. Humiliated, Linda slipped out of the hall as Tom and Alexandra exchanged knowing smiles. They had turned the day back to what it was meant to be, a celebration of love and memory, not about Linda. Have you ever had to stand up to someone at your wedding?
When the captain’s voice is heard speaking to the poor, heavy woman on the plane, the rich man mocks her. -A
An affluent man becomes displeased with being seated next to a corpulent woman in first class and begins to voice his complaints to the flight attendant.
The instant James Courtney spotted the woman seated beside him on the flight, he knew it was going to be a rough one. She was enormous! With her seated next him, how in the world was he going to travel in comfort?
The woman took a seat, jabbing at James with her elbow as she fastened her seat belt. “Observe it!” She turned to face James as he aggressively yelled at her.
She sobbed, “Oh, I’m so sorry. Please pardon me.”
“Pardon me?” sarcastically questioned James. Or pardon the three thousand doughnuts you consumed to reach that weight?
The woman gave him a startled gasp, and James noticed that she was rather young with a weak but sweet face. He was inspired to scoff, “Lady, you need to book TWO seats when you travel!”
The woman’s eyes welled up with tears, but James was in the mood, especially after noticing how cheap and dated her clothes were and how worn out her shoes were.
“I assume your entire budget goes on nachos and hot dogs, right?” he asked. So you’re not able to afford two seats? The next time you pass the hat, I’m sure everyone on the plane will be quite giving!
The woman turned to face the window, and James saw the tears streaming down her cheeks in the reflection. He said, “Listen.” “I’m sure my friend who owns a clinic down in Mexico would give you a liposuction for a lot less money!”
By the time James felt his discomfort from being pressed up against her soft weight had subsided, the young woman’s shoulders were quivering with sobs. He thus requested a Martini when the bartender arrived with the drinks cart.
In his best James Bond voice, he said, “Shaken, not stirred,” and then, “I don’t know what Moby Dick here will drink.”
The attractive attendant gave him a snide look while pressing her lips together tightly. Next, she spoke to the woman seated beside her. “Madam, what would you like to drink?”
With a nod, the woman dabbed at her eyes. “Please, give me a diet Coke.”
James sneered. “Don’t you think a diet Coke would be a little late in the game?” Though James felt a slight glow upon realizing he’d upset both the flight attendant and the woman, they both chose to ignore him.
While the woman next to him sipped her diet Coke, he reclined and bit on an olive and sipped his Martini. With a shudder, he realized she would eventually need to use the restroom and would be squeezing by him.
Shortly after he had finished his last drink, the flight attendant arrived carrying food. She placed a lovely tray in front of him and another one in front of the passenger next him.
“Are you certain that will suffice?” The flight attendant was asked by James, “Why do you think it would take a village to feed this lady?”
Disregarding him, the flight attendant continued serving the other first-class customers. “She really was impolite, wasn’t that?” James questioned the person seated beside him, saying, “I think I’ll complain about her.”
However, the other traveler disregarded him as well, and James proceeded to enjoy the genuinely superb meal. When the flight attendant returned, he was finishing the last of his wine, and she was beaming.
“Pardon me,” she began. “The captain would love to have you come up to the cockpit. He’s a big fan.”
After being startled, James noticed that the large woman sitting next to him was being spoken to by the flight attendant. She was flushing, nodding, and smiling. This implied that James needed to stand up and give her space.
After guiding the woman off of the aircraft, James resumed his seat. He expected to be forwarding a good deal of venomous emails concerning the first class service and conditions on the company’s flights to the management.
When the captain’s voice came over the speakers, he was mentally crafting some great diatribes. “Ladies and gentlemen,” he said. One of us is a celebrity! You will recognize the voice if, like me, you are an avid listener of “I Love Opera.”
When a beautiful voice began singing a few bars of a well-known aria in the cabin, the other passengers began to applaud and make joyful comments to one another. “That’s correct,” declared the captain. “We’re flying with the lovely Miss Allison Jones to perform a charity concert for world hunger.”
James winced as the entire aircraft broke into spontaneous applause. The flight attendant then approached. “Listen up, buster,” she replied in a harsh, icy tone. “I’m putting you in economy if you upset that girl again, no matter how many millions you have.”
James noticed the sparkle in the flight attendant’s eye as he opened his mouth to object. “I apologize,” he muttered.
“You don’t have to apologize to me!” said she.
After some time, Allison Jones, the large woman, reappeared, grinning and signing autographs for the other travelers. James shot to his feet to give her room to sit.
He smiled his most endearing smile and said, “Listen.” “I apologize if I offended you a little; I didn’t know who you were.”
James saw that Allison had the most stunning eyes when she turned to face him. It makes no difference who I am. Never, ever treat someone that way! Furthermore, you’re not sorry. If I wasn’t sort of famous, would you even be saying sorry? I mean, I can’t control my weight, but you can alter your mindset. Give up passing judgment on others.
James stopped talking, lowered himself back into his chair, and remained silent until their arrival in Portland.
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