Why Did I Get Married Table Scene

Okay, let's be honest. We've all been there. You're at a wedding. The speeches are winding down.

The Dreaded Table Visit

Suddenly, it begins. The "Why aren't you married yet?" tour. You brace yourself. Aunt Mildred is locked and loaded with questions.

She squints. Then says, "So, dear, any prospects?" It's like clockwork. Every. Single. Wedding.

My Unpopular Opinion

Here's the thing. I have a confession. I might... kind of... enjoy the "Why aren't you married?" table scene. (Don't throw things! Hear me out!)

Yes, it's annoying. Yes, it's intrusive. But it's also... fascinating. Think of it as anthropological fieldwork.

You get to observe the mating rituals of the *very* concerned relatives. It’s like watching a nature documentary, but with more floral prints and passive-aggressive comments.

Let's break it down. First, there's the *Inquisitor*. Aunt Mildred, naturally. She needs answers. And she needs them NOW.

Then, you have the *Matchmaker*. Cousin Carol, who swears she knows "the perfect person" for you. Even though she's met you maybe twice.

“He works in accounting, loves cats, and is also single!” she'll exclaim. What more could I possibly want?

And who can forget the *Nostalgic One*? Grandma Rose, who sighs wistfully about "the good old days" when everyone was married by 22. She means well, bless her heart.

These encounters are like little improv scenes. Each one is a unique blend of nosiness, good intentions, and slightly awkward silences.

The Art of the Dodge

Of course, I don't actually *tell* them I'm enjoying it. That would be social suicide. Instead, I've perfected the art of the polite deflection.

"Oh, you know, just focusing on my career!" (Said with a bright, slightly manic smile.) This usually buys me some time. Maybe. Until dessert.

Sometimes, I deploy the classic "Traveling a lot!" card. It suggests a life too exciting for commitment. It sounds better than, "binge-watching Netflix in my pajamas."

Or, the ever-reliable "Just haven't met the right person yet!" It's vague. It's non-committal. It's wedding speech bingo gold.

Honestly, it's all about strategic ambiguity. The less they know, the better.

Embrace the Chaos

So, next time you find yourself cornered at the "Why aren't you married?" table, try a little experiment. Observe. Analyze. Document.

Treat it like a game. How many times can Aunt Mildred mention her neighbor's successful marriage? Can Cousin Carol actually produce a picture of "perfect person" this time?

Maybe, just maybe, you'll start to find the humor in it. And hey, at least you'll have a good story to tell at the *next* wedding. About the **Table Scene**. It's a rite of passage, really.

Besides, who knows? Maybe you'll actually meet someone at one of these weddings. Although, probably not at the "Why aren't you married?" table. But hey, anything is possible!

And if all else fails, just remember: cake. There's always cake.

Now if you'll excuse me, I think I hear someone calling my name. It sounds suspiciously like Aunt Mildred.