A few weeks ago I was working a two day wedding, the first night was the Indian part and the second part was the Jewish part. The couple were ridiculously unorganized and forgot half the materials for the Indian ceremony. Being one of the wedding planners, they came to me and said "we need a bowl". The only instructions I was given.
They needed this bowl fast, because the ceremony was to begin in about 15 minutes. So I run into the kitchen and tell the kitchen staff I need a bowl, quickly. They give me a small glass bowl. I take it to the officiant, and he screams "NO! BIGGER!". So I go back into the kitchen and get another bowl. I bring it back to them and they yell louder, "NO! This is for A CEREMONY! PRETTIER!" I wanted to tell them beggars shouldnt be choosers, but I bit my lip. I still dont know what this bowl is for, I even asked and they didnt tell me. So I find a nice size black bowl. I bring it back to them and a friend of the bride tells me it will work. So I leave it on the ceremony stage and walk away, as I turn my back I hear the mother of the bride scream at me NO BLACK! NO BLACK! NO BLACK! So I turn to her and shes holding the bowl almost shaking she is so angry. From her anger, I guess black isnt a good sign in the Indian traditions.
Long story short, and 7 trips into the kitchen later, we had to wrap a chaffing dish in foil. Classy, I know. The bowl was used to wash everyones feet in the ceremony. I just hope they didnt use the dish later that night at dinner...
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