Hey there friends, readers, and fellow internet junkies! Sorry I've been MIA for a while. We started this blog so we can have a place to share all of our awkward stories... and it worked out so great until I ran out of stories to tell! More likely I just suppressed the memories and forgot all of them. But don't worry! I'm back and I've brought the uncomfortable moments with me!
This one happened just the other day... on a date! Shocker I know but I actually managed to catch a boys interest and catch it long enough for him to take me to dinner! I honestly don't know how that happened so don't ask.
Anywho on this date I had my hands under the table and was nervously spinning the ring on my middle finger. I then start to talk to my date with out putting my ring securely back in place. I bet you can see where this is going. Because I'm a 'hand-talker' I waved my hands around (still underneath the table... I know, I know) and my ring comes loose and falls off deep into the abyss. And by 'the abyss' I mean just underneath the table of our corner booth. Did I do anything about it? No. I carried on as if nothing had happened and just left my ring there, alone rusting in the corner. What was I supposed to do? Duck down and get on my hands and knees to find it? I don't think so! Make my date get down and retrieve it? Heck to the no! So I just left it there because I literally could not think of a non-awkward solution. I'm praying to the man upstairs that some waitress found it and the restaurant is keeping it in a lost and found. If not... well my ring collection just went from 87 to a sad and lonely 86.
On the upside the boy and I are still on speaking terms so I've got that going me!
Until next time friends!
Dearly yours,
Bindi
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