Saturday 15 June 2019

Not On The Menu

I worked as a waitress while in college, small restaurant in the fancy part of town. Me and Jack, the waiter, (like I said, small) had a running bet. See, it was popular for young couples to propose there with our help, bringing the ring in oysters or on the cheese board. And we'd bet on if it would be a successful proposal.

On my last week, Jack said he bet that this one wouldn't be successful as he placed a ring on the counter.

Took me several moments to realise he was proposing to me.

He won the bet.

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