I will never forget how I came to my girlfriend at the wedding, dressed, with a manicure. And the wedding was a student, at home with the parents of the bridegroom, there were also few seats in the car. And here the main mass went flowers on the monuments to transport, and me, a modest young man, the future girlfriend's mother-in-law arranged a dusty parade lunch service to wash (for 24 persons per minute!). I still regret not leaving immediately, the girlfriend was sorry - not her fault, and, in fact, not long they lived together, with such a mother-in-law!