So it was about a year ago and I wanted to get a ring for my then girlfriend; however, I was working at a gas station at minimum wage and that wasn't really a possibility. Anyhow one day a woman came in and she's run out of gas and money. Since she was proud she didn't want to take charity from anyone, so she began pawning her jewelry. I felt really bad for her, and no one there decided to help her so I attempted to give her a twenty, and I insisted she should just come in another time and pay me back. She stopped me, looked me in the eyes and said: "My mother never raised me to take charity, do you have a girlfriend?"
I said yes.
She pulled a ring off of her ring finger and pressed it into my hand and said "Give that to her."
Dumbfounded, I handed her the twenty.
I never saw her again, and when I had the ring checked out later it turned out it was a genuine black hills gold (around here that's considered fairly top-notch, the ladies around here brag when their significant others give them black hills hold) and was worth somewhere around 200 bucks.
I consider myself a very reserved and emotionless guy, but this story always makes me tear up a bit since I'm fairly certain this ring was her engagement ring, and she more or less gave it to me for a meager twenty bucks.
I said yes.
She pulled a ring off of her ring finger and pressed it into my hand and said "Give that to her."
Dumbfounded, I handed her the twenty.
I never saw her again, and when I had the ring checked out later it turned out it was a genuine black hills gold (around here that's considered fairly top-notch, the ladies around here brag when their significant others give them black hills hold) and was worth somewhere around 200 bucks.
I consider myself a very reserved and emotionless guy, but this story always makes me tear up a bit since I'm fairly certain this ring was her engagement ring, and she more or less gave it to me for a meager twenty bucks.
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