On the Saturday before our Malaysian wedding reception, all of Malcolm's aunts and uncles poured into the house to greet us, to eat, and to start the celebrations early. With Malcolm's mom being the eldest of eight siblings, and with many children and grandchildren running around already, there were a LOT of new faces to meet.
As they all arrived in a steady stream of bodies, I passed some helpful advice to Brodder that I'd learned myself the previous two times this had happened to me. It was a great survival tip and he appreciated it. Later, Like-a-boss-Lee asked Brodder if the evening had been overwhelming with all of that new family. He gave away the secret tip:
"Actually, once melody told me not to worry about the names and just to call everyone 'Auntie' or 'Uncle,' it was okay."
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