On my way home from picking up my wedding dress, a truck pulled up next to me at a traffic light. The window was rolled down…and it was raining.
At the next light, I got impatient and let my car inch forward. They did the same.
I inched forward even more, and they did, too. I knew exactly where this was headed.
Hopefully, the next light would be green, and I could zoom off into the sunset.
The light was red.
Son of a….
Guy in Truck: My buddy wants your phone number.
Seriously?
Do you or do you not see the wedding dress in the passenger seat?
I know you saw the dress because it’s flippin’ huge.*
Le sigh.
Has anyone actually married someone they met at a traffic light? What about dated? Is that what the kids are doing these days? What happened to online dating?
*That is NOT my dress.
Favorite Comment From Last Post: “For the crime of arachnacide you should get all the years in prison. All of them.”—Daile
June 25th, 2013 at 7:38 am
Losers. Everyone knows you’re supposed to blow your horn at women you’re interested in.
June 26th, 2013 at 6:45 am
I hate when big trucks do that. It scares the crap outta me and makes me think something is wrong with my car.
June 25th, 2013 at 7:45 am
No one ever said a guy in a truck at a light could intelligently figure out you and the dress went together. Could be he thought you were a seamstress and had a bunch of clothes from his four kids that needed repair. 🙂
June 26th, 2013 at 6:46 am
He’ll need to buy new clothes because my sewing skills are basic…below basic even.
June 26th, 2013 at 7:45 am
🙂
June 25th, 2013 at 7:45 am
So, you’re saying it’s not cool if a guy asks his buddy to get your phone number instead of asking you himself?
June 26th, 2013 at 6:47 am
I think that’s only cool in middle school.
June 25th, 2013 at 7:50 am
Did you ever stop to consider that maybe he was talking to the dress and not you? Just because a guy drives a truck (which may or may not have a pair of rubber nuts hanging from the trailer hitch), doesn’t mean that he can’t appreciate the symphony of silk, beadwork and taffeta on the seat beside you.
June 26th, 2013 at 6:47 am
The dress was gorgeous. That’s probably what it was. I’m so vain.
June 25th, 2013 at 8:05 am
I never could holla at a lady like that when I was younger. I needed liquid courage, but apparently throwing empty cans of Natural Light at a young woman’s car to get her attention at a red light is wrong on multiple levels.
June 25th, 2013 at 8:05 am
He probably thought that since you weren’t actually WEARING the dress yet, that he still had a shot.
June 25th, 2013 at 8:40 am
I did meet a seemingly happy couple that met on the highway. I think they got married last year. Of course, highway is way more romantic than a local road, so…
June 25th, 2013 at 8:41 am
Guys are clueless and would have never noticed the wedding dress on your seat.
June 25th, 2013 at 8:43 am
Jeez… what is it with men? They always want what they can’t have. (I’m talking about you, Thoughtsy… not the dress.)
June 25th, 2013 at 8:57 am
I HATE being traffic-trapped! I always try to stop my car at a 45 degree angle from the others at the stoplight to avoid exactly this kind of thing. (Before I sound like too much of a people-hater, I should point out that I’m usually singing and just don’t want my neighbors to watch my performances.
June 26th, 2013 at 6:56 am
“Traffic-trapped.” I didn’t know there was a name for it!
June 25th, 2013 at 9:03 am
Dude was doing it wrong. You’re also supposed to include some wolf whistles and obscene tongue gestures.
June 25th, 2013 at 9:03 am
I’m so glad that is not your dress…not sure how one could get it into a church/building door. That lady looks like she’s sitting in a lamp shade with a giant surgical mask being lowered onto her head!
June 25th, 2013 at 9:09 am
Maybe he could have been the ring bearer?
June 25th, 2013 at 9:11 am
I’m very glad my car has air-con so I never have to open the window!
June 26th, 2013 at 7:12 am
My window was shut, too, but I could still hear him. I guess I need a car with better insulation.
June 25th, 2013 at 9:18 am
Ahhh, but you’d be a safe date – you wouldn’t expect him to marry you!
June 25th, 2013 at 10:16 am
Guys…who knows really, I never understood the trying to hit on someone while they’re driving.
How about you hang out on a street corner with your friend. If he’s a good wingman maybe he’ll hold a sign over you saying my friend wants your number to every woman that gets caught at the light. At least that way it’s like you just bumped into them, leaves that whole creepy are they following me thing out anyway (and perhaps you’ll notice if they have a wedding dress with them). Hmmm….could be a good way to cut traffic down in that area too.
I’m happy the WOW stickers in my area are a thing of the past. There was a radio station with these 2 dj’s Opie & Anthony, and they started a fad called “Wip ’em Out Wednesdays” they wanted guys to put these “WOW” stickers on their cars (and hundreds did). Then women were expected to flash them on Wednesdays…those were rough driving days.
-SR
Survive Reality, Live the Dream
June 26th, 2013 at 7:13 am
Wow about the WOW. Did people actually do that?
June 26th, 2013 at 4:30 pm
Unfortunately, I have no doubt that there were some girls out there that did it. Especially since I live in a high summer tourist area (Jersey Shore, glad the WOW phased out before I had to put up with the clowns on that show). The announcers and listeners who called in were always saying people did it on the radio, I never personally saw it happen though.
June 25th, 2013 at 10:17 am
Maybe he thought that since you’d be married soon, you’d be a perfect person for a no-strings-attached fling. I mean, you can’t argue with that sort of logic.
June 25th, 2013 at 10:27 am
Random guys are trying to pick you up at stop lights? I want to be you!
June 26th, 2013 at 7:23 am
No…no you don’t. It doesn’t happen often, but when it does, it’s never Johnny Depp or Channing Tatum, and that makes it sad.
June 26th, 2013 at 9:01 am
If Channing Tatum is your criteria, you’re doomed to a life of disappointment. Better lower your standards, like I did. to “same species”.
June 25th, 2013 at 10:50 am
I’ve never actually heard of someone asking for numbers at a stop light, but people are wild these days!! What a weirdo hahaha.
June 26th, 2013 at 7:15 am
I really need to move to the West Coast. It sounds so much nicer there.
June 25th, 2013 at 10:59 am
You know what made Hot Joe fall in love with me INSTANTLY? I was taking his blood pressure, and he says, “How could I not want you when you had my arm pushed up against your boob?” Well said, Hot Joe. Well said.
June 25th, 2013 at 12:23 pm
Did he call you Rebecca?
June 26th, 2013 at 9:04 am
No, but he called the wind Mariah.
June 25th, 2013 at 2:35 pm
Thems are the same ass-hats who see a wedding ring as a personal challenge. Of course they drive pick-ups trucks.
June 25th, 2013 at 2:35 pm
Only one of those typos was intentional. Oops.
June 25th, 2013 at 3:49 pm
“Ooooh look a ring, lets hit on her” – said the rat’s ass…
Cheers
Choc Chip Uru
June 25th, 2013 at 7:58 pm
people are so fucking creepy.
June 25th, 2013 at 10:01 pm
That may not be your dress, but that is totally your hat.
June 26th, 2013 at 7:20 am
How did you know?
June 25th, 2013 at 11:24 pm
I actually had a guy ask for my number by motioning to me while we were both driving 120km/h on the highway. I’d say you got lucky.
June 26th, 2013 at 7:22 am
That sounds scary. Wait…how does 120 km/h convert to mph?
June 26th, 2013 at 10:34 am
70 maybe? Not like crazy fast, but highway speeds. Then I had to speed up to lose him because he wouldn’t take no for an answer.
June 26th, 2013 at 1:50 am
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You said a comment or a pop-tart so I left a pop-tart 🙂 Yeah, its 2:47 am and I haven’t slept in a couple days 🙂
June 26th, 2013 at 1:51 am
ok that looked completly different before I clicked post comment. Oh, well I tried 🙂
June 26th, 2013 at 6:40 am
Don’t worry. It came through perfectly in the email comment!
June 26th, 2013 at 7:14 am
I’m with Peg, I want to be you. I haven’t been hit on since….god, I can’t even remember.
June 26th, 2013 at 7:24 am
But it’s about quality, not quantity. The guys who hit on me are never quality.
June 26th, 2013 at 7:29 am
At my age, I’d take it. Recently, I had two old men sort of hit on me at McDonald’s. It made my entire month.
June 26th, 2013 at 6:55 pm
As soon as that ring was put on my finger it was like I was the most desirable woman in the town. I had 3 guys from my past try to reconnect with me. My response was “if you felt this way when we were dating you should have done something about it then. I’m happily married and wouldn’t trade it for anything.” The new city I’m in I’ve had guys hit on me here. One guy pulled a Joey Tribiani on me “how YOU doin?” I laughed at him and said “no…just…no.” and flashed him the ring. The fact that you’re now unattainable makes you that much more desirable.
June 26th, 2013 at 7:06 pm
So listen. I had this friend named Hodges in high school. Hodges was super duper exceptionally beautiful. And you could not be in the car with her without getting stalked at a stoplight. Wanna know what she did to make it stop?
She picked her nose. Or pretended to.
Worked every single time.
June 26th, 2013 at 8:53 pm
After my friends and I had a man whip out his meat puppet and helicopter it around at us at a traffic light in high school, we decided to become the inappropriate ones and life has been good ever since. In your case, I would have said sure to the phone number, pointed at the dress and then asked if he wanted to meet at the nearest church. Pretty much guarantees the conversation ends there 🙂
June 28th, 2013 at 7:24 pm
LOL! Some guy was hitting on my sister near a traffic light, but I guess they were still moving, because he was so distracted trying to get her to talk to him, he hit the car in front of him. Then said “whoops.” Not sure driving is the best time to flirt 🙂
July 9th, 2013 at 5:21 pm
Thats NOT your dress. It’d be real cool if it was.