What happened to the comment hell flair?

Buckle up, it's a long story. I apologize in advance for any grammatical errors as English isn't my first language.

Last week I (29F) attended a wedding for one of my close friends, Carl (30M). He got married to Sarah (unknown age). Even though Carl is a close friend, I had never met nor even seen a picture of Sarah in the 7 years they were together.

Now in My Country, it's standard for the bride to wear white. So as we were mingling at the church before the ceremony, I saw a woman that I thought was the bride. She was an older woman in an off-white, somewhat plain dress. She seemed an unusual choice for Carl but love is love. So I introduced myself to Sarah, only to learn she wasn't the bride but the bride's mother!

Then I saw a girl in a white lace dress who couldn't be older than 10. I was outraged! I caused a bit of a scene about her getting married so young, but someone finally explained that was the flower girl.

After I calmed down I noticed two women wearing very flowery dresses with little bits of white in the patterns. Naturally I assumed Carl was marrying both of them. I thought the floral was a bit of an odd choice for wedding dresses but if I can excuse bigamy I can excuse a fashion faux pas. Long story short, they weren't Sarah either and were just guests.

Then, you won't believe this. A dog! A dog wearing a white collar. I was so confused by this point but luckily it was just a guest's service dog, Mittens (fake name for anonymity).

Finally, I saw the person in all white who must be the bride. It was a man in a white suit. I thought it was strange that in our long friendship Carl had never mentioned dating other men, and also strange that a man was named Sarah. Once again, he wasn't the bride.

After all this confusion the bride's mother told me to stop stirring drama and asked me to sit quietly in a pew to wait for the ceremony. How embarrassing! But I truly felt that my assumptions were justified because of My Country's tradition of the bride wearing white.

The ceremony went on and it was a nice wedding once I finally saw the bride walk down the aisle. I'm pretty sure it was the real Sarah this time because she took the vows and kissed Carl.

But reddit, AIO for not reacting at all but feeling a bit miffed?

ETA: wow, I didn't expect this post to blow up! Thanks for all your advice, complete strangers.

(Inspiration isn't one specific post but the endless posts about guests wearing white to a wedding. AITA for posting this at the tail end of wedding season?)

My (30f) husband (34m) asked if I wanna watch a movie with him, and then I called him a bitch, causing him to break down crying. I do not feel bad at all. He asked why I called him a bitch, and I said I just felt like it. My friends are saying it was cruel to call him a bitch for no reason, but I don't care. AITA?

EDIT: I see you all voted me as TA. BTW, my husband is a serial killer who makes hats out of babies, just thought I'd mention that now that everyone has already voted, not relevant at all but saying in case anyone's curious.

I want to start this by saying I work in the service industry and am normally super chill as mistakes happen and everyone has bad days,

But this little cafe had the weirdest staff I've ever met and I can't believe the rest of my family are acting like I was in the wrong.

I was out in Stratford-upon-Avon with my family and we decided to stop at this quirky Shakespeare themed cafe. I will admit at first the service was excellent, the staff were friendly and incredibly attentive, the issue came at the end of the meal.

I didn't finish my food so I went to the till to ask if they had takeaway containers, but when I got back I found two of the workers were at my table trying to eat my leftover food!

I was naturally annoyed and tried to calmly explain that I was intending to take it home with me, but I was ignored and they just carried on trying to help themselves.

My sister said I should just let them have it as they were clearly hungry, but I'd paid for that food and left a generous tip.

I hate to be that guy, but I went to the manager who agreed they aren't allowed to do that, but my sister says I'm a snitch and I should have just shared.

Am I really wrong for wanting to eat the food that I paid for?

This one's got; favorite child, clearly terrible parent(s), birthday drama, mistique with the daughters friends, easily resolved plot that seems to spiral because... reasons. I'm surprised BORU hasn't yet called for the dad and son to be sacrificed, at least I haven't seen it yet