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Now, today's first story comes from Ranch Rangler 239 from the M.I. the Arsoul subreddit,

titled, I, the asshole, for telling my brother, if he's going to be late, don't show up.

I, 31 female, and my husband, 29 male, got married a week ago.

Yay.

I spent two years planning my wedding

and everything was great except for my brother's 36 male tiredness with every event he came to.

For context, my brother and I don't get along, never have. I only invited him for my parents.

Also, I was adopted so he's not biologically related to me.

He's always late and in the past we've had to tell him an event was two hours earlier than it

really was so he would be on time. He was late to my high school and college graduation and

miss me walk both times. When I was sending invitations, I put an extra note in his

that read as follows. I know mom, dad and I would love for you to attend, but if you're going

to be late, don't bother showing up. Your girlfriend and a daughter are welcome to attend with or

without you. He called me for the first time in years and cussed me out for the note. I held my

ground and said I would still appreciate him coming to the wedding but I won't allow him to interrupt

the ceremony by being late. He then called my parents and yelled at them as well. They said it was

my wedding and they stood by my decision. He came to the wedding but as as he walked in, I was walking down the aisle and walked past me

to his seat. I was horrified and embarrassed and mad. I didn't know exactly what I was feeling

in the moment, but it was a mixture of things. After the ceremony, my dad and my biological father,

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