Welcome to my life.
However, in one of the more recent instances, I knew exactly whom to blame for the mess—my roommate. She suggested to our friend, a bride-to-be, that I officiate her wedding.
“It only takes a couple of minutes online,” she said. “Can you imagine? What a hoot that’d be!”
Well, dear readers, we needn’t imagine any longer.
About a month later, the bride-to-be requested I brush up on my biblical references, don my best white collar, and officially join the holy ranks as a man of the cloth.
Wait—is it too late to suggest being the 25-year-old ring bearer? Flower man, even?
pushover bull-by-the-horns kind of friend I am, I agreed. And while it wouldn’t be my first crack at public speaking, it would be my first presiding over a wedding. So what did I take away following the big nuptials?
(SPOILER ALERT: It wasn’t the garter. Thank God.)
Instead, I left the ceremony with some tips that will help any reluctant public speaking virgin who
got thrown under a bus was eager to give it the old college try.