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Oh God...that sounds soooo much like something I'd do. :-) Absolutely fantastic. You may not have made your day, but you've certainly made mine.
AWESOME.Short story -- some out-of-town friends of ours came up for our wedding and ended up being seated at the wedding in the church across the street from ours. They admired the flowers and the music, etc. and then settled in to peruse the program before the ceremony, which is when they realized they were in the wrong church. Greg's version of how they tried to discreetly get up and leave is hilarious, and they did make it to ours just in time. A couple of weeks after we got back from our honeymoon, we opened an envelope from them and it was the program and wedding announcement from the OTHER wedding with a tongue-in-cheek note about the lovely Methodist service (we're Presbyterian).So was the other wedding's photographer all "Back off, bitch?"
I would try to get contact info from the one across the hall and sell the shots to them. You never know, their photographer might have missed it and it could be important to them. Failing that, get the name of the mariachi band and sell the shots to them for their marketing :)
I never saw another photographer, so I have no idea. We had two, so I suppose I could have gone over and pinch hit, especially since the wedding I was shooting had the wedding photographer's worst nightmare: the bride's Uncle Fred and his fancy pants camera.
"he bride's Uncle Fred and his fancy pants camera."Hey! I resemble that remark!
"No comprende, it's a riddle."You do realize that you quoted Stan Ridgway from the song and album named "Mexican Radio".:)Kinda funny... mariachi band... Mexican Radio quote...LOL.
Well duh, Jim. You know I'm a child of the 80's...
Hey, That's me! Can use this pic on myspace?
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