I’m on the bus when this girl that my buddy loved in high school gets on and takes the seat right in front of mine. The bus is pretty empty and since I’m not quite large enough to create my own gravitational pull I am a little curious.
As far as I know this girl doesn’t even know my name and not for one second do I think this is anything about me, but for the next twenty minutes she is doing the oddest things. Playing with her hair, touching the side of her face, putting her hand over the window, just all these really strange motions over and over again. I look to my right and this guy is watching out of the corner of his eye with obvious wonder on his face.
Then it hits me, she is wearing an engagement ring and everything she has been doing has been (imo) to show me it. I don’t know why but it rubbed me the wrong way, it was like she was showing it off. The diamond was big but not at all sparkly or clear, the thing honestly could have been cubic zirconium. By the end my ride I was aching to tell her to get the thing appraised.
So I am trying to figure out if she wants me to tell all the people she thinks I still know that someone finally asked her to marry, or if she thinks that every man on this planet must want her – because that was the total impression I got.
As far as I know this girl doesn’t even know my name and not for one second do I think this is anything about me, but for the next twenty minutes she is doing the oddest things. Playing with her hair, touching the side of her face, putting her hand over the window, just all these really strange motions over and over again. I look to my right and this guy is watching out of the corner of his eye with obvious wonder on his face.
Then it hits me, she is wearing an engagement ring and everything she has been doing has been (imo) to show me it. I don’t know why but it rubbed me the wrong way, it was like she was showing it off. The diamond was big but not at all sparkly or clear, the thing honestly could have been cubic zirconium. By the end my ride I was aching to tell her to get the thing appraised.
So I am trying to figure out if she wants me to tell all the people she thinks I still know that someone finally asked her to marry, or if she thinks that every man on this planet must want her – because that was the total impression I got.

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