Went to my mate Dave's sister's wedding last summer — posh venue in Surrey, waiters in waistcoats, wine list longer than my arm. Stood there in my one decent suit holding a glass of something I couldn't pronounce while her new in-laws talked about ski chalets and school fees like it was weather. Nobody was rude, just... didn't know what to say to a bloke who loads pallets for a living 🤷♂️