Category: Engaged

Engagement can be a bit like romantic purgatory for some, but at least you get to test drive a ring.

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Needs To Get A Refund On That Dream

| CA, USA | Engaged, Popular

(It’s Saturday, and my fiancée and I are sleeping in. My phone rings, and since it’s a number I don’t recognize, I let it go to voicemail. After I listen to the message, I nudge my fiancée.)

Me: “It’s [Alcohol Distributor]. They said they didn’t properly process the order we made for the wedding, so we get ninety-five dollars back.”

Fiancée: “Oh… okay.”

Me: “So, if you could go to the store and get that figured out while I’m out today, that’d be awesome.”

Fiancée: “Yeah, sure.”

(I get out of bed and proceed to take care of some errands, including picking up a suit and getting a haircut. Before heading home, I send my fiancée a text.)

Me: “Hey, love! Have you checked in with [Alcohol Distributor] yet about that refund?”

(I get a text back.)

Fiancée: “No. I thought I dreamed that, actually!”

(Turned out that she was half-asleep when I told her the news! We wound up going to the store together to work out that refund.)

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No A**-Holes In Their Knowledge

| NY, USA | Engaged, Popular

(My fiancée and I are at a church thing and we are engaged, but not married yet. There is a Newlyweds-style game, where they ask each person to guess what the other said. While she’s out of the room, one of the questions is “what is her pet name for you?” It’s not the most affectionate name, but I write down what she calls me most often. She comes back in and they ask her what her pet name for me is.)

Fiancée: “Uhhhhh, I mean, I guess… a**hole?”

Me: *holding up the card I wrote “asshole” on* “DING DING DING DING DING!”

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Not Engaging With Him

| ON, Canada | Engaged

(My fiancee is 6’4″, and I am 5′ 0″. We are home for the weekend to visit my mum in her new condo. Waiting for the elevator, an older gentleman who has been hanging out in the lobby speaks up:)

Senior: “You have a very pretty daughter.”

(I don’t recall our response to him, but after we step onto the elevator my fiancée turns to me and says:)

Fiancée: “We should have started making out.”

(He made similar comments a few other times we visited, though he frequented the lobby and it was well known he was confused and harmless. We couldn’t be bothered to tell him we were getting married. It might have just made things a little more confusing!)

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