Why Pre-Nuptuals Are All the Rage

Story Submitted by John:

Amy and I had been seeing each other for a little while when she invited me to her friend's wedding.  We drove there in my car and sat through the ceremony.

At the reception, she disappeared.  I looked around the banquet hall for her, but she was nowhere to be found.  I figured that she'd reappear before long, and nearly two hours later, she did.

She said, "I'm sorry, my ex-boyfriend's here, and we had to talk out a few things.  Everything's better, now."

I said, "Are you sure?  You're okay?  I was worried."

She said, "Oh yes.  Everything's fine, now.  Promise.  We talked it out.  He and I are back together."

"What?"

She avoided eye contact with me and said, "Yeah.  Funny how things work out, I guess."

I said, "So where does that leave us?"

She replied, "I guess nowhere.  Sorry.  It's just that I was really in love with him, and we broke up for the stupidest reason.  It's all better now.  You're not angry, are you?  It's love."

I said, "I'm not angry, since I guess it was nice of you to show me what you're really like before we got too far into the relationship."

"What is that supposed to mean?" she asked, her mood switching from apologetic to fuming.

I said, "If you're the type to just use someone until a better offer comes along, then we're far better off not being together."

She laughed and said, "You've obviously never been in love before.  If you had–"

"I have," I snapped, "but that doesn't give me carte blanche to treat other people with disrespect."

She said, "You're being a total idiot.  Take some time to cool your jets."

She walked off.  I made another pass at the buffet line, then drove away.  Why on earth should I have stayed there?  I ignored her repeated "Where are u?" texts, made all the easier when they turned nasty: "I can't believe you're being such a jerk!  I was right to go back to my ex!  Are you picking me up?  I need a ride!"

I wonder who she got her ride from.  Not me, at any rate.