This photo of Teddy Roosevelt riding a moose. Old school fake news. Pre-Photoshop cutting and glueing. Used as part of his presidential campaign in 1912.

Someone was watching their nephew due to a family thing, and her house wasn't equipped for kids, so 'please be patient'. Toddler was all over the place and she was doing her best to manage the situation, she knocked it out of the park, keeping on task and speaking nicely to him. She wasn't the most qualified, but the most human, and I hired her, and don't regret it. She has paid back that choice many times, proving her demeanor was exactly as she demonstrated.

Sorry, not a negative story, but a positive story. We talk about her interview from hell all the time and laugh.

I wasn't conducting the interview, but I was sitting in the waiting area when this happened, so I got to watch the whole thing unfold.

This guy walks in for his interview, and he's on his phone. Not like, wrapping up a call in the parking lot... actively having a full conversation as he walks through the door. The receptionist greets him, he holds up one finger in that "give me a minute" gesture, and just keeps talking. She's standing there with the clipboard, trying to be professional, and he's discussing what sounds like weekend plans with someone.

Finally—and I mean a solid three minutes later—he ends the call. Doesn't apologize, just says "I'm here for the 2 o'clock."

She takes his name, asks him to have a seat, and goes to let the hiring manager know he's arrived. The guy sits down across from me, pulls out his phone again, and I kid you not, he's playing a mobile game with the sound on. Not loud, but audible. In a quiet waiting room.

About five minutes later, the hiring manager comes out. Professional guy, extends his hand for a handshake. The candidate looks up from his phone, sees the outstretched hand, and says—I will never forget this—"Oh, can you give me like two minutes? I'm almost done with this level."

The hiring manager just... stood there. You could see him processing whether this was actually happening. Then he slowly lowered his hand, said "Actually, I think we're all set here," turned around, and walked back to his office.

The candidate finally looked up from his phone, confused, and asked the receptionist "Wait, was that the interview?"

She just smiled and said, "Yes. Yes it was."

He sat there for another minute looking genuinely baffled before he packed up and left. The receptionist and I made eye contact after he was gone and we both just started laughing. Some people really do interview themselves right out of a job.

He said “I don’t wanna marry you then you just get fat.”


I realized I didn’t want to marry him.

Someone I know cancelled just days before the wedding. They said they loved the person, but something in their heart felt ‘not right,’ and they couldn’t ignore it anymore. It broke both families for a while, but looking back, it was one of the bravest, most honest things I’ve seen. Better a painful truth than a lifetime of pretending.

My fiancé saw me gardening and freaked out. He said he couldn’t marry someone who did manual labor lmao. Bullet dodged! Though technically he canceled it, with that explanation, I would have after hearing his discontent had he not….

My coworker's best friend was getting married in her hometown of Charleston, SC. It was going to be a huge celebration with many in attendance. The morning of the rehearsal dinner, literally the day before the wedding, a sobbing young woman arrives at the rental where most of the wedding party was staying. She confessed that she had been having an affair with the groom-to-be for months. The bride was an emotional wreck, and her family lost a lot of money, but she definitely dodged a bullet.

TLDR: pregnant bride to be cancelled 48 hours before wedding due to prenup

When I met him (30 years ago) he drove an old car with close to 300,000 miles on it and lived in a small, poorly furnished house. My two bedroom condo was worth close to twice the value of his house. He did own a small business (restaurant) but they only served dinner so not a huge money maker.

After 2 years dating we accidentally got pregnant. He wanted a pre-nup and I had no problem with that, thinking he wanted to protect his business that he obviously put everything into.

The prenup he gave me showed all his assets. He was worth over a million. He owned the building his restaurant was in. Owned several properties and a small shopping center. And the pre-nup was insane - I had to give up rights of survivorship to any home we bought together. He would keep 100% of his income and gains. Even though I was pregnant and he wanted me to be a stay at home mom, I would have no protection. Basically I could be married 50 years and raise his kids and if he left me even the shirt on my back would belong to him if it had been purchased after the marriage.

I didn't even try for a reasonable re-write. I couldn't marry someone that could suggest that prenup. We cancelled the wedding less than 48 hours before it was scheduled.

Knew a guy whose mom [passed away] unexpectedly the week before the wedding, meaning the funeral would be a couple days before the wedding. He was emotionally wrecked and asked his fiancee if they could delay. Fiancée refused and started posting in Facebook about how she was being betrayed. At that point he formally called it off. Then her parents called him and demanded refunds for their deposits. Bride refused to return the ring, which had been his recently deceased mom’s, so he got a lawyer involved.

I was diagnosed with cancer :( after already postponing our wedding due to COVID. I’m doing okay now and we just had a courthouse wedding, maybe we’ll do a vow renewal some day.

My fiancee won the lottery and wanted a bigger budget wedding. Thankfully I'm still the groom.

Called it off six weeks out when I realized it was all just wrong.
Instead of a honeymoon, I took myself on a 'oneymoon' (one-ee-moon). Best solo trip of my life.

I was 18 and he was 23 in the navy when we met in Sicily. We decided to elope in Malta with a few of his friends over a quick weekend trip.

I had just started bc pills so when we got there, I was feeling very nauseous and blah. So he went out with the boys the night before the elopement.

Around 3am the door loudly opens with him in the arms of his friends being almost carried. He is DRUNK and he is ANGRY. He punches one of his friends in the face and they immediately looked at me and said “This is who you’re gonna marry”. And they left.

Meanwhile, he gets more volatile, I’m crying.
I did the fawn response that night and then next day when he was too sick to remember or care about eloping and then noped the [hell] out.
No.

Not me, but my aunt and her ex-fiancé.

My aunt was found out to be stealing from my grandma... a lot. Like over $50k. And my grandma had dementia, too.

My grandma had spoiled my aunt her whole life, bought her everything she wanted with no strings attached no matter how much she [messed] up... but that wasn't enough for my aunt, apparently. She got arrested (I think felony grand larceny?), disowned by the family, and her fiancé dumped her when he found out, and now is with a much better woman.

After a 3-year relationship and 18-month engagement, my ex decided he didn't want to get married after all. 10 days before the wedding. "You're not much fun to be around anymore (as I'm finishing up my degree, student teaching and planning a wedding...) And oh, by the way, would you mind me asking out your best friend?"

My mom called all of the people on my side who were invited, left the rest up to him/his family. Apparently a good few of them showed up at the church on the date.

He ended up hooking up with the wife of a frat brother, they ended up getting pregnant and married and quickly popped out 3 kids, then she cheated on HIM (and apparently she's married twice more since then.) He's been in one long-term relationship after another in the past 20+ years.

I just celebrated my 30th anniversary. Dodged a bullet, I did.

I found out he was living with another woman in another state. She was his “broker.” Not. Additionally, when people started finding out about me canceling, a male friend of mine reached out to ask if it was because of his cheating? I hadn’t shared any details so I asked what he was talking about. Turns out they had been [texting] each other. So apparently he was just hooking up with anyone willing. I’m no longer friends with that male “friend.” I left my ex. He stalked me. I prosecuted him.

Many years ago a colleague was getting married, I was invited to the wedding and his stag night.


The stag night was on the Thursday night before the Saturday wedding. We went for a curry then onto a nightclub, by about midnight I left and went home, leaving the groom and others to it.


This was pre mobile phone days, so on Saturday me and my girlfriend got ready, she'd bought a new dress and looked great, we'd booked a room in the hotel the reception was being held in.


Got to the church and at the door, the best man, the groom's brother was explaining that the wedding was off, the groom had met a girl at the club and spent the night with her, now decided she was the one for him and the wedding was off. And was calling his brother every name under the sun at the same time.


As the reception was all booked and paid for, he said we could go to the hotel and have the meal, stay for the disco and buffet if we wanted. Most of the work colleagues and various family were booked in there so we went and it ended up with about 50 people having an enjoyable but uniquely awkward evening. 

Three weeks before the wedding (during Thanksgiving dinner), he told me that he had been cheating on me the entire time we were together.

After our guests left, I proceeded to destroy his kitchen. He threatened to call the police if I broke anything else. So, I threw a chair through a window.

I called a friend to come pick me up. He never did call the cops. I seriously thought he was going to.

Three months later, he married his girlfriend. The day he got married, I sold my engagement ring to my neighbor for $20.

Within five years time, his wife had a baby with another man, they got divorced, he moved back to his home state, and I got an email from his sister telling me that he had a heart attack while on a ski trip and didn't survive it.