45 Time People Popped The Question And Had To Put The Ring Back In Their Pocket

I had been with the lady in question for two years, we were in our own little world doing our own thing together. We had ups and downs but nothing too dramatic, and I at least was happy.

I saved for a while to buy the ring and had a day planned out culminating in The Question. I did the one kneed bit and she flat out laughed, but said yes. I was overjoyed,euphoric so put the laugh down to nerves or shock perhaps, who cares, I was getting married!

The next day I got up first, took the dog out and got home to find her putting down the phone. I asked who she had told about our engagement as we had agreed to tell people together. She said she had to talk to someone and dismissed it. I joked that it was her lover and she was having an affair. Her face dropped, my heart sank to my ankles and she then told me, quite plainly and calmly that yes, I had guessed right and that she was off to pack a bag. And then she did, three days later it was almost like she was never there. F*****g b***h tore my soul out and wiped her a**e with it. I would love to wrap up with some kind of revenge or twist to it but she married him. Hurt a more than a bit, caused some depression and a bit of drinking. It seemed totally out of the blue at the time but I always was a poor judge of character when it comes to women.

Edit..Holy c**p, my inbox. Thankyou guys for you're kind words and the gold too. If it helps, I'm with a wonderful woman now and have a great little family. For everyone who has had a similar experience, onward and upward, never give up on yourself! Merry Christmas guys, and thankyou all again.

Told me she has to think about it than sent me an email 2 weeks later from hawaii.

I propose to approximately half of the female contacts in my phone when I've had too much to drink. They usually let me down pretty easily.

Some recents:

"You must be drunk. Go to sleep!"

"Hahaha I love you silly boy"

"Do you need me to pick you up from the bar, son?".

I wasn't denied but didn't get a direct yes right away. She said "Wait... No. That's not real."

I had to convince her I was actually proposing.

We were in Ruby Tuesdays.

Not my proudest moment, but it worked out.

My friend H. owns a Japanese restaurant and is a very cordial host. One of our friends who moved overseas several years ago was back in town and we took the opportunity to meet up at H.'s for dinner and drinks. It was a busy night in the restaurant, with our table of about 20, a table of Japanese people next to us of about 8 people and the rest of the downstairs dining area full. All in about 45 people there. The drinks were flowing and true to H.'s style, he was popping from table to table to invite rounds and drink together with the guests and was noticeably tipsy.

We were mostly minding our own business when H. shouted above the noise, clapping his hands to get everyone's attention. "We have an announcement at this table," he shouted, motioning to the table of 8 Japanese people next to us. "This gentleman wants to ask this beautiful lady a question!"

So at this point the entire restaurant stops what they're doing and looks over. The Japanese woman, in her late 20s looks like a deer caught in the headlights, looking for a hole to open up and swallow her. The man was a very quiet, traditional Japanese guy. He didn't pick up on it and reached down and grabbed a jewellery box from a bag under the table. The woman went noticeably whiter and started shaking her head. H., oblivious to what was obvious to everyone else in the room, was trying to keep the momentum, shouting for all to hear "he's going to propose to her now!!" The restaurant was quiet. The Japanese guy mumbled something to her, and she put her hands out to reject the box. H. didn't notice and kept loudly encouraging the room to clap on and celebrate their special moment.

Our table, realising this was not going to turn out well, turned away from the train wreck. Someone grabbed H. and told him to ease off, which finally seemed to get through to him. He made another announcement, slightly embarrassed to the diners, "oh, what a shame!"

It turns out that the guy was just giving her a necklace. H. has misread the entire situation and the poor woman had thought she was being proposed to. Embarrassed, she eventually accepted the necklace just to take the attention off them. You could see she was ready to deal with it later.

But it was not over.

10 minutes later, another round of shouting and clapping. H. yelled over the restaurant, "that was not the proposal before! He's ready to propose now!" Everyone stopped and turned again to take in the scene. The woman was staring bullets at H. The guy reached down and grabbed another box from under the table. Somehow the subtleties of the previous 15 mins had not hit this guy. H. was making a big scene, excitedly pouring sake and whiskey and getting people to clap along with him. The guy proposed. She rejected. Room went silent. H. seemed not to notice and went on celebrating.

Another 10 mins later and she had been coerced by her table into accepting the ring, which she wore on her hand and pushed a very angry smile through her teeth. Everyone else was cringing and feeling awful for her.

**TL;DR: Restaurant owner draws attention to train wreck proposal, not once but twice.**.

I had been with my girlfriend for over two years, we'd known each other for a couple years before that. We had actually talked about marriage, and agreed that we both wanted to, we just wanted to wait for her to finish grad school first. She had graduated from Purdue, and moved to Penn State at the beginning of September of 2012. Her family is old fashioned, and didn't think we should live together before being married...so I stayed in Indiana.

We spoke every day, managed to see each other a few times when she was in the tri state area. We both planned for almost a month for me to come out to Penn State and spend a week together. Before the trip, we talked every day and everything seemed fine. I worked extra shifts for a month straight to save money and got her a ring. I know we had talked about waiting, but I wanted to give it to her as a token to show that the distance wasn't too much for me, and that I loved her and would continue loving her. 12 hour drive later, we see each other...normal things happen between a couple that hasn't seen each other in a while, and then it was time for bed.

Given that I'm an insomniac, I laid in bed next to her for a while, then asked if I could use her netbook to browse the internet til I fell asleep. She said I could, so I turned it on and logged into Windows. Skype's window was flashing. I saw a conversation with her ex boyfriend. Months of conversation. He had come out to see her less than two weeks after she moved to Penn State and they had slept together. I woke her up, we argued for a few hours, then I drove home. During our argument, I threw my luggage out the sliding door into the yard. The pocket that had the ring in it was unzipped...and I lost in somewhere in her yard and didn't realize it til I was back in Indiana. I also had to say goodbye to a dog that I had raised from day 1 to 1 year old(I brought her so she could be with my ex, as my roommate had a sudden issue with dogs).

A bit over a year later, and I still miss that damned dog.

My wife didn't turn me down, but she did say, "ask me again tomorrow". I asked her every day for 3 months before she said yes.

I've seen a guy get turned down at Universal Studios City Walk. Everyone cheered and got happy and when she said no, the silence was f*****g deafening. He got up, brushed his knee off and they both walked away quickly.

We had been together about a year. We Had talked about marriage a lot. Planned on getting married. I saved up and bought a ring.

I was going to propose on our year anniversary. But a week earlier we had a party at our house. I was djing.

Halfway through the night everyone is coming up to me asking if I'm ok. I don't understand why. So finally my sister tracks me down. She tells me that my girlfriend was seen making out with our other sisters ex boyfriend.

Right then my girlfriend busts through the door and blurts out "he forced himself on me!"

I have never experienced pure rage before that night. I saw red. I ran out into our living room. He was standing there. He sees me and runs. I chase him out the door. He gets in his car and locks the door. I start beating on his windshield. Everyone pulls me off.

He passes out in the car crying. Scared.

She sticks to her story of him forcing himself on her. While everyone else tells me they saw them walking around the corner holding hands.

We decide to take a break. A week later I find out she's visiting him at his house. And they get together.

I was never so heart broken. Betrayed. Utterly destroyed. It started a long period of darkness for me.

I told her I had bought a ring. She wanted to see it. I told her no.

Fast forward years later. I'm married to an amazing girl I actually met at that same party. I'm friends with the idiot dude. Oddly enough he ended up marrying a good friend of mine. And has since begged my forgiveness and blamed it all in being a douchy kid. I get it. And I like the guy overall. And deep down I was glad he made me dodge a bullet.

No idea what happened to my ex. Don't care. Life is good now.

I used to work at a jewelry store in a small town. I had a kid come in that was roughly 22-24. He came in with his younger brother. The kid was really excited but the brother was obviously apprehensive and making comments that would hopefully cause the kid to reconsider.

I rung him up for a $1500 ring and told him *before* the sale that it could only be returned for in-store credit, no refunds -- he didn't blink or hear me and said, "OK!"

That was on a Friday, he came back in the next Monday with a black eye and asking for an exchange for the ring.

I felt really, really horrible for him.

I had someone propose to me then take it back an hour later.

In one day, I had a boyfriend, a fiance, an ex-fiance, and an ex-boyfriend.

**To elaborate: We went for a walk one day and he was visibly nervous. He finally stopped and said very hesitantly, "I've been thinking . . . of the long-term benefits of . . . marriage. Of a marriage-type thing." Then he said he'd left the ring in the car but would pretend his wallet was the ring box. He got down on one knee and asked officially. I said yes. We walked home and he told me not to tell anyone yet. This was the first inkling I had of something being wrong (the aforementioned awkwardness and scatterbrained-ness were characteristic of him).

We got back to our apartment and ate dinner as usual. He was quieter than normal. After, when we were sitting on the couch, he put his head between his knees and said, "I've made a huge mistake." We ended the engagement (only a half hour) and broke up. I took a very long drive and came back three hours later. We talked and agreed to keep dating.

Four months after that, he told me he wanted to break up for good. When I asked him why, he hemmed and hawed awhile before responding, "We went to Target way too much. Also, I didn't love you." We still haven't talked. We dated for nearly four years before the "proposal" then he almost immediately vanished without a trace when we broke up.

I proposed to a substitute teacher my freshman year of highschool at the last minute of class with a ring I found on the bus. Said she was already married and had kids. She doesn't sub for the school anymore.

This actually just happened a few days ago. A friend gave his 10 year on-again-off-again girlfriend a ring for Christmas. I'm not quite sure what the conversation was when she opening the gift, but she posted on Facebook that it was an engagement ring and that they were going to spend the rest of their life together. The picture and update got hundreds of likes. After calling my friend to congratulate him (he doesn't have Facebook), he was confused as to what the congratulations was for. After he learned about what his girlfriend said on Facebook, it was apparent he was irritated that she thought it was an engagement ring and got off the phone with me rather quickly to call her. The picture of the ring and the status update disappeared not soon after.

I was a young stupid 21 year old in love, or what I thought was love. our relationship was rocky, she was basically using me to boost her self esteem, and I was too stupid to realize that a relationship shouldn't reduce me to tears weekly. we were three years deep at this point.

anyway, we were fighting in a Bank of America parking lot and I was sure she was gonna leave me, so out of desperation I screamed "just f*****g marry me! let's get married!"
she agreed and we planned on getting married the next month.

I was pretty excited, convinced I had found my soul mate. I spent a bad amount of money on an engagement ring and gave it to her that weekend. decided to take a bath together. as I'm behind her giving her a shoulder massage, she decides to tell me that, quite plainly, she had cheated on me with three separate guys that month.

without a word I stood up, stepped out of the tub, pulled my jeans over my wet legs, walked out of her house, drove away, and didn't speak to her again.

that was 6 years ago. I'm still a shell of a man because of it.

A little awkward. I was the one who had to refuse.

I was born in a pretty conservative family. For my opa's 80s birthday, we all got together in a big house with the family of his new wife (she's very nice, but it still shocked everybody since she is the age of my mother). Didn't really know them, but I enjoyed their company, especially one of her son, an oenologist (I like wine too, who would have thought ?) who was pretty cute. One evening, after pretty much everyone went to bed, he got on his knee and asked me to be his wife. I was super embarrassed and had to refuse, since I'd only known him for 2 days. Awkward. Thank God nobody saw him, and we quickly went our separate ways.

Btw, he was 30-something, I 17.

I am an emcee. I have told this before, but I have been asked to be part of many such things, but for some reason, very few go through with it. Like only 1 out of 10 people who plan to do it onstage actually show up at the event. Almost ALL that do, the girl says yes, with crying, applause, and kisses and hugs.

One went really badly. It was at a cosplay contest, and I recall the guy got on one knee and proposed. The stunned girl said nothing, shook her head, and ran off. Then the guy's costume (a kind of "medieval rogue" or Robin Hood-ish affair) had to stand up from one knee, and his boots were too tall for his legs (either that or he stepped on his cape), so he pitched to one side and fell over. Then he got up, and left.

Audience was dead quiet. I didn't know what to say, so I just went onto the next contestant, and pretended like it never happened. Later, at the afterparty, the judges and the staff were all gossiping how horribly awkward it all was. One of the judges admitted, "I almost fainted dead of embarrassment in sympathy...".

Yay i can share my story even though it will be buried. Had a girlfriend for a little over a year. She kept bringing up when we get married we'll do this and we'll do that and i'll say ya, after i get a career going and we live together we can get married. Well, one day she asked when i was going to ask her, and said in a few years, then she asked how about if she asked me what would my reaction be. I told her she would have to have a ring to ask that question. I WAS JOKING. Well, the next night we were laying down on the carpet and she asked if i would marry her, i said, "well, you need to have a ring remember?" And as i say it she slips me a ring in my hand. I was beyond shocked, i said no, she cried. I told her we were both 18 and far too young. She told me i was immature, left, didn't respond for a week, i went on facebook and saw she was in a relationship to another guy, then she got married to that guy and had a kid. The guy left her when she was 7 months pregnant... But it's okay because she was the mature one in the relationship.

This is going to be pretty far down, but thought I'd share anyway.

Was with this great girl for almost two years. Loved her to bits and we always had fun together. She was my best friend. I took up a new job last December that was much higher paying so that I could provide for our future. With the first salary, I bought a diamond engagement ring and 12th of January this year I proposed. She was shocked, but she said "Let me think about it". I gave her space after that but eventually it came to "No."

Heartbroken ever since. Haven't been able to date anyone else for almost 7 months and think about her a lot. Can't change that too much, I guess.

I dated my ex from ages 14-24. She just broke up with me 6 months ago.

By the time I was 16, I was sure I wanted to be with her for the rest of my life. I saved money from my part time job for a few months, and got the nicest ring I could afford at Zales. I took her up to Hook Mountain, a place near where I grew up with beautiful views of the Hudson River. I knew she loved me, and I wasn't really nervous.

I don't remember exactly what I said, it's become a blur in my memory. But she was scared as hell by my proposal. She told me she loved me, but she was nowhere near ready to commit to me. I was sad. We left the trail and got some ice cream. I didn't talk much. I returned the ring and never told anyone about it-- not my friends, not my family.

We've been broken up for 6 months and I still think about her every day. I still love her deeply, I think I probably always will.

Does a story where I denied someone else count? I don't get to tell this story often so I'm going to force a handful of you people to read it!

I worked on a cruise ship in the main dining room a number of years back, you tend to work in the same side stand with the same 5 people every night. One of those was a cute Filipino girl who I would constantly flirt with while working, we got along famously. After a month or so I was thinking how I would really like to start something a little less playful and a little more serious, and well it turns out she was thinking the same thing! She popped the question one night while we were cleaning up, "Hey hasfeetforhands, would you marry me?" I laughed and said "Of course I will," thinking this is just us playing around still. Turns out it wasn't. "I can pay you," she said after I turned her down, "3,000 dollars," which I also turned down. I've never had a relationship turn so awkward so fast, she barely spoke to me for the rest of my contract, I like to think it was because she was heartbroken, not because I wouldn't help her get citizenship. But either way I feel terrible. And kind of amazing! Someone proposed to me!

TL;DR: Was offered money to marry cute coworker, died a little inside, feel amazing.