In Which I Fail at the "Ring Check"

So I gave my number to a married man this week.

Let's talk about it.

I am in charge of utilities in my apartment, meaning, I have to go to the bank at least once a month and deposit three checks into my account. On these such occasions, over the past 5 months or so, I often struck up a conversation with one of the tellers there. I thought he was cute, but didn't act on anything. And by usually struck up a conversation, I mean this only happened like, three times. (I did do the finger-check, you guys! There was NO RING.)

Well the other day, I went inside for the first time in a while, and struck up maybe my fourth conversation with this said teller. He commented on the fact that I hadn't been in for a while, and that I usually go through the drive through nowadays. Now he had done it-- he noticed that sort of thing! It was time. So, I did what any sensible girl would do, and I decided to, you know, give him my number. I marched out of that credit union, got in my car, and began writing. I didn't even know his name. I got out a little piece of notebook paper and scribbled some short thing about how this might be unprofessional but that I didn't care-- here-- folded it up-- and addressed it. "Teller #0017482" or whatever his number was (it was on the sheet that he had just printed out after depositing my checks. I know, I'm a genius, right? uhh.).

So I thought it was pretty romantic. I drove up to the window, stashed the note inside, and sent it on up the tube, driving away without even looking at the person who ended up opening it. I knew it would end up where it needed to.

So about week goes by. At this point, I assumed he had a girlfriend or simply wasn't interested, and had forgotten the thing. The dating scene is all about putting yourself out there, and when it doesn't work, who cares, right? You move on. I was not very crushed.
Well then I get this text.
"Hey, is this kait?"
"I just wanted to let you know that I was totally flattered to receive your note..."
[insert fluff]
"..but I didn't call back because I just got married about a month ago. I didn't want you to feel totally rejected or anything like that, because you are sweet. So hopefully you're not embarassed..."

hahaha... oh. my. gosh.
In my defense, I had done the ring check in the past. I only saw him briefly this time, and wasn't thinking to check again. The thought never crossed my mind!

So that's the story.

And now I have to go back to that bank. If it wasn't pretty hilarious, it might just be the most awkward situation in my world. But you know. At least it makes a good story (I feel that a solid 75% of my life experiences end up with me telling myself those last seven words, just to make myself feel better).

Ladies and gentleman, do the ring check more than once. Things can change fast in this here dating scene.

And that's all I really have to say.