The battle of the brother in laws. A tale of a family feud.

This man took to Reddit to share his story.

This actually happened about 4 years ago. At the time I was married to my now ex-wife.

Her sister “Alice” was getting married to “Roger”. But let’s backtrack a bit so I can set the scene, it’s a bit long but bear with me, friends.

I’d had a storied past with Roger and we did not care for each other in the least, to put it mildly.

The man’s brother in law is not a good dude.

He was (is) a compulsive liar, mooch, and cheat; and had pretty much alienated Alice from most of her friends and family.

He and I had a falling out over all this where I called him out on all his BS.

The brother in law went above and beyond to get back at the man.

In revenge, he said a lot of really horrible lies about me to the family and had done his best to try and get me fired from my job as well as some other things I can’t discuss. Really evil stuff.

As a result we had to pay a lawyer to send him a cease and desist letter and we went NC with either of them.

I wouldn’t even be in the same building with him, for any reason, including birthdays, Christmas, etc…

The man’s in-laws wanted everyone to be cordial.

After a few years, I was still NC with either of them (my wife would talk to her sister occasionally which didn’t really bother me) but I came under a lot of pressure from my in-laws to normalize things somewhat. You know, for the “good of the family”.

Now, I got along great with my in-laws and it was really important to them so I gave it a shot. I would basically be at an event with them but wouldn’t socialize or engage with Alice or Rodger.

The man was happily not a part of the wedding party.

A few months later they announce their engagement and begin planning the wedding. My wife was to be MOH and our kids (6 and 4) would be flower girl and ring bearer.

Now, I was absolutely NOT in the wedding party (this you must understand) and I was perfectly ok with that.

The brother in law’s kindness was suspicious.

As the planning continues, I get word that Roger would like to “buy me a suit” as his way of making amends and so I wouldn’t have to pack a suit of my own.

I had plenty of suits so this was a really odd request but he comes from some money and said it was his way of trying to make amends for all the BS in the past.

Whatever, fine, I’ll go along.

I sent my measurements over along with my son’s for the wedding planner. The wedding was in a different state so I wouldn’t be able to see the suit until we picked it up a day before the wedding.

This concerned me along with his insistence that I wouldn’t have to bring a suit so I packed my own suit as well – a nice charcoal grey 2 piece with white shirt and blue tie.

Instantly, the man catches onto his brother in law’s scheme.

We fly into the state, check into our hotel, and I head to the haberdasher to pick up the suits along with my son and FIL (also not in the wedding party but also getting a suit).

Turns out Roger hadn’t bought us suits but had actually rented us the same cream colored tuxedos as his side of the wedding party. Basically trying to dress us up like the groomsmen despite not being in the wedding.

The man and his wife had fun plotting their revenge.

I immediately saw why he didn’t want me to pack a suit and had a good laugh at it, but said nothing and let him think he got over on me.

My wife also found this quite hilarious and there we formulated our plan.

The day of the wedding, everyone got dolled up in their wedding kits (champagne dresses and cream tuxedos) and me – in my charcoal grey suit.

The brother in law was furious but wouldn’t let the man know directly.

When Roger saw me, he was cordial but looked a bit irked. I found out through the grapevine he was absolutely livid I didn’t wear the tux. Which, frankly, made my day.

Now for the absolute best part, and cue the petty revenge: The pictures.

Because I was “close” family, I was included in a lot of pictures by default, but my wife, bless her heart, made a point of pulling me into almost every picture she was able to.

The plan worked perfectly.

When the pictures came back, it was amazing. In at least 60% of the pictures, I was in there somewhere and stood out like a sore thumb. 8-10 people all dressed the same in cream and white and me, in my almost black suit.

Alice was so beyond pissed she had a near meltdown and insisted that everyone get together to re-take the pictures “the right way” which of course didn’t happen as this was 3 months after the wedding.

So, yeah. Enjoy your wedding album with it’s almost perfect color scheme and coordination.

Reddit users loved the writer’s revenge.

One person was disgusted by the idea of cream tuxedos.

Another reader asked what the groom’s goal was with the rental suit.

This person echoed the man’s suspicions for being asked to leave something behind.

Yeah… that marriage wasn’t gonna last long…

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