People Who Have Turned Down A Marriage Proposal Share Their Stories.
"Will you marry me?" I do......... not know.
The following AskReddit users open up about the time that they turned down a marriage proposal. Whether they were too young, not in love, or just in a unhealthy relationship, there are many possibilities for why someone may delay walking down the aisle.
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I had just found out that I was pregnant, and we were about to leave to go and tell my mom when he said, "Do you want to like go get married or something before we tell your mom? She's headstrong, and I kind of don't want to hear her opinion."
We'd already been on the rocks for some time now when I found out that I was pregnant. I politely (that's a lie) said no.
I wound up leaving him when I was about six months pregnant, and he stopped having contact with my son when he was two.
My son will be seven soon, and we have the absolute COOLEST Superman-themed birthday party planned, and he has invited his entire class at school. He doesn't know it yet, but he's also getting the new Lego Avengers game, and we're totally staying home from school/work the day of his actual birthday to play it.
There was a time when I was living paycheck to paycheck, but I was also working full-time and taking care of my family. I was the only one who could support everyone. I once asked a girl that I was dating and knew for 9+ years to marry me. She said that she would have, but that I just didn't make enough money for her. (Yes, she really said that). I went home depressed and never spoke to her again. A few years later, I am now a successful multimillionaire. I decided that I would never ask somebody to marry me again.
My boyfriend of four years and I went on a holiday together. I was still very in love with him at that moment, and I thought he had the same feelings. On the third night, I had a bad fever and told him he could go out if he wanted to because I was going to bed at like 7 pm. So, I think he went to the hotel bar. I woke up at 4ish all sweaty and took a shower, and he was still not back from drinking. So, I went to the hotel bar (this was a big hotel, so it was still open and pretty crowded) and saw my boyfriend being a little too comfortable with some college-aged girl. I asked a waitress if she had seen him do anything, and she told me they had been making out dozens of times. I was too shocked/hurt at that moment for the confrontation so I promised myself that I would break up with him as soon as we got home. Three days later, while we were at another hotel, he asked me to marry him. The answer and the reason were pretty obvious.
I was in my late teens when I dated this guy. I was introduced to him by my best friend, and we dated for a year before he proposed. I said no because it meant that I had to convert to the Muslim faith. He told me that I didn't have to convert, but I didn't want to cause a rift between him and his parents (who were very much devout Muslim). I was very much in love with him, but I did not want to convert because I was agnostic, and if I had converted then I would have felt like I was being fake. I did not want to insult his faith or the faith of his family. After a few conversations, he finally understood and accepted why I said no, but we continued to date for a few more months until we mutually broke it off.
We reconnected as friends back 2010, and we are both happy with the choices that we each made.
We were at a rave, and he whispered in my ear that we could drive to Vegas and be married in six hours. Immediately, I was scared even though I knew he was the guy for me. I didn't want him to decide this while under the influence of the drugs we'd taken, and I knew he wasn't sure about me yet. We'd only been dating for six months. I quickly told him that I couldn't get married without my mom there (which was true, but also to spare his feelings and avoid getting into a deep talk about our relationship), and he understood that.
A bit less than three years later, he tried again. This time, it was a planned thing, and he wasn't under the influence of any drugs. I said yes. We got married five months later, and our third anniversary is coming up next month.
I was in a three year relationship with a guy where I paid all of the bills, paid of his debt, kept the apartment clean, lost 30 pounds, and then he cheated on me. So, I broke up with him. We met up for dinner one night to end everything on good terms and that's when he proposed, and I said a flat out no. His reaction was to cry and sing me Bruno Mars songs. I'm sure he hates Bruno Mars now. Edit: I forgot to mention that he also pulled a Seth Rogan and proposed with an empty box.
He was getting ready to graduate and take some kind of fancy hedge fund job his daddy had lined up for him in New York, and I was a freshman trying to sink my teeth into an engineering degree. I turned him down because I realized we wanted totally different things from life, and while we were happy as a college couple we would have destroyed each other in the real world.
He married a very nice woman who really wanted to be a stay-at-home wife and mother. They have two cute kids, and I got the career that I wanted. Win-win.
My friend who is no longer with us told me this story. She was a strong independent woman with a good career, her own car, and apartment. She was dating this man who she found out thought that women should not have jobs other than cleaning the house and taking care of the children. She was about to break up with him when he proposed to her at a crowded restaurant. All the patrons looked on while this happened. She panicked and nodded to keep up an act while she whispered, "No, pancake" to him. He went along with this, and they fake smiled and shared an awkward hug while all the patrons clapped. They broke up.
In short, we broke up.
I was 21. I hadn't graduating college yet, barely had a part time job (let alone any job prospects after college), and wasn't at all happy in my relationship. He proposed with a ring at a crowded P. F. Chang's, and I said no. We had been dating a little over a year and never talked about marriage or anything close to it. I was far too young and didn't plan on staying in my college town. He proposed to keep me there, and it didn't work. I feel bad for saying no and embarrassing him in public, but I couldn't say yes and get his hopes up. He was very insecure and very controlling, and I didn't want to live in a relationship that was like that anymore.
I was 17. I loved him dearly, but I was totally unprepared for being anything more than a high school girlfriend. Then, he went to college in another state, and (as I was a year younger) I got mad that he didn't stay in state, even though I told him I didn't want that big of a commitment. We broke up in 2005 and lost contact in 2006.
We reconnected in 2012 and got married 7 months later. I was way better prepared the second time around. We're pretty happy.
I flew to Scotland to stay with my best friend/pen pal of two years. I stayed with him for an amazing month. I had always been in love with him and he knew it. The night before I left, he proposed to me on North bridge. It was beautiful and wonderful, but I was scared so I told him I just couldn't do it right now. I left and we stopped talking for a bit. One day, he told me that he wished he would have followed me home. He wished it would have worked out between us, and he wished that I was the one that he had ended up with. However, he had started dating someone else, and he needed to try to make it work. He moved to America for her, followed by Canada, and then various European countries before ending up back in his home. I think he's still with her. I think about him every day, even though it's been years since we've spoken. I often think about how my life might have been, and how I'll never get another chance with him. I haven't had a functioning relationship since then, and I know I'm always going to be looking for him.
We had been together for just a few months when she had asked me to marry her. I said no. I don't believe in promises of forever. A few months later, she asked me again, and again I said no. This went on for three years, at which point, she said, "Bah! We're married anyway."
A few more years go by, and I realized that I had changed my mind. I'd come to realize that I did want to be with her forever. With great anticipation of a joyful response, I asked her to marry me. She said no! She said that I had convinced her (whatever that meant). So, I spent the next several years asking. She kept on saying no.
We've been together for 30 years now. Still not married though.
I told my husband no when he proposed to me. We were living in College Station. We had been together for years. We were kind of in a rut, and I guess he thought that getting married would be the best step. I said no because we were young, and I was scared. I picked up and left because a relationship couldn't survive that, right? I realized that I had no where to go but back home. Two months later, he followed me, and we got back together. A year later, I proposed to him. I'm currently nursing our one-month-old son.
Glad I said no. Things are pretty damn perfect for us now.
We had gone on three dates and had known each other for two weeks. He asked me to marry him because he was "desperate to be a father and intended on getting me pregnant before the year was over." I told him hell no (of course) and to never contact me again. He cried and called me a rude word.
I dated my best friend on and off during high school and college. His feelings got stronger while mine faded. During one of our off periods, he asked me to marry him in the future (we were 20, and he knew we were too poor for a life together at that point), but I knew it wasn't what I wanted. I turned him down gently, and we had another 8-month stint of dating a few months later before I ended it for good back in 2013. He'll be my Man of Honor at my wedding this July and seems genuinely happy for me.
I turned down a few. The most recent one was out of excitement and anxiety to find a partner. Life is your own. If you are not in a relationship that supports and challenges you on your path to growth or one where you find that you can truly evolve in, share that or share why you consider the answer to be no. If communication between partners is strong, there should really be no surprises in those moments of advancing the relationship.
He wasn't the man that I wanted to spend my life with. I couldn't imagine raising a family with him. I loved him, but I knew that it wouldn't last. I told him this in the nicest possible way that I could think of, and he got very upset, and we broke up within a week. Years later, when I got engaged to my husband, this guy came back around saying that if he had known that I was going to be ready to get married in a few years, he would have stayed with me. I had to tell him (again) that I was never going to get married to him. It wasn't about time or age. It was about finding someone who I loved more than anything (or anyone) else in the world, someone who I had a future with, and someone who I wanted to raise a family with, etc. He got very angry (again) and stormed off. Later sending me a long letter about how I had broken his heart twice. I felt terrible, but it wasn't ever going to happen.
I dated a guy on and off for three of my four high school years. He asked me multiple times to marry him. Thankfully, I was smart and realized just how unwise that would be. He wasn't the most faithful/truthful. I really cared about him a lot, and it hurt me to say no over and over, but it was necessary. He still contacts me occasionally, especially when he knows I'm single and tries to start over. I just know that I deserve better now.
I was 19, and he was 22. We were in college, and he thought that we should use his credit card to fly to Vegas and get married over a weekend. I said no because it just didn't seem like a good idea to me.
I didn't necessarily want a big wedding, but I did want my parents there, and I wasn't sure that I wanted to marry him (although, I didn't say that at the time). He dropped the idea, and we ended up breaking up a few months later. So, no real harm done I guess.
My mom proposed to my dad on New Years Eve. I can't quite remember the year. They were in Austria, and my mum proposed to him on top of a hill that they were sledding down while drunk. My dad laughed at her and slid down the hill before she got a response. I believe they had been together for about six years beforehand, so my mum was pissed. She yelled at him either when she got down as well or the following morning. Within a week, they were engaged as my dad hastily proposed to her.
One of my really close female friends asked me to marry her so that she could get a green card. I wasn't really comfortable with that, so I said no but that I would marry her for real. She said no to that and eventually left the country. Then a few years later, she came bak to visit with her new fianc and pulled me aside and told me that she would have said yes if I had been more persistent. Goddamnit.
I was 20-years-old, and he was my first boyfriend. We'd been seeing each other for less than a year. I didn't really know if I loved him or not. To be honest (since he was in the USA on a student visa), I wasn't entirely sure that he didn't just want to get married to me in order to become a citizen. I don't think it's normal for someone to get upset with you saying no when you've only been going out for six months and then to repeatedly keep on asking you after that.
Needless to say, we broke up later that year.
We met at work. She was a summer intern from the USA and sparks flew for both of us the second our eyes met. We kept it professional for a few weeks, but the tension was there every minute. One night, a co-worker was having a birthday night, and many of us from the company attended. After some drinks and flirting, we finally gave in and got together. It turned out that she already had a boyfriend back in the USA, but she was more into me so they broke it off.
Once she was in my office, and we were in mid kiss when the boss walked in to talk to me. He sort of "ummed and uhhed", and then he awkwardly backed out of the room asking me to see him about a project later that day.
We were together for several months and met each other's families. I even met her ex (awkward), and things were going well, until she told me about her deadline for remaining in Canada that was approaching. I didn't even know that she was on a timeline.
One night, she laid an unexpected ultimatum on me. I had to marry her so that she could stay in Canada, or we were through. I thought about it for a few minutes, and she was angry that I didn't answer immediately. Finally, I said "no." It was too soon (it had only been half a year), and this wasn't how I wanted to get married, because "I had to."
She calmly left my place, and the last week of her internship was painfully awkward. She had gone to all my coworkers and told them plenty of nonsense about me, but they'd all known me for many years so they didn't buy it. Finally, she returned to her home state.
We occasionally chatted on the phone or by email over the following years. Mostly harmless stuff, sometimes intimate, until she and her ex (who was no longer an ex) announced that they were getting married. I was invited to attend, but I declined.
Over the years since, we have lost contact.
Learned my lesson about never "getting your loving" where you get your paycheck, but I don't regret it one bit. It was a passionate few months.
Have you ever found yourself in an argument so stupid and/or pointless that you were sure you were being punked? Like you keep looking away from the other person to check your surroundings for places Ashton Kutcher and a camera crew could come popping out of?
You're not the only one.
u/Anti-hollowkid asked: What is the dumbest argument you've ever been in?Brace yourselves, folks. Some of these arguments are breathtakingly bonkers. The sheer number of people who are willing to argue with someone over provable facts and what that other person likes or doesn't like is just ... stunning. It's stunning, you guys. Just not in a good way.
I Know What I LikeGiphy
My wife and I once argued over whether or not I liked mustard on my hot dog. I was for me liking mustard, she was against me liking mustard.
The argument lasted way longer that you could ever imagine it would.
A Stair Step
My brother and I argued if our staircase had 13 or 14 steps, based on an argument about if the floor of the second floor counts as a stair-step or not. We still have no solution.
My dad is a stairbuilder and I spent many summers working at his warehouse, so I can clear this up. 14.
My husband and I have this thing where we only say "I love you" on Saturdays. Every other day it's "I love you, but only on Saturdays." I don't know how it started, but it's been going for 11 years now.
We're both shiftworkers, so sometimes we have to stop and think what day it actually is. We had an argument recently over whether it was Saturday or not. I said it was Saturday, he said it was Friday. It was Monday.
I remember when I was about 13 my parents had an hour-long shouting match that ended with them almost getting divorced. The issue? Whether or not the nation of Iraq has a coastline.
My mother arguing that Iraq had a coastline, while my stepdad argued that it did not. This was back in 2004, and they are still quite happily married to this day. That incident is something they look back on and laugh about, and both of them admit it was really a pretty stupid thing to argue over.
With an ex:
"I owe you $80 for the bills of ours that you pay, and you owe me $40 for the bills of ours that I paid. Here's $40 in cash; we're even."
She did not understand this.
I literally had to go get another $40 out of the ATM, and hand the $80 to her. Then I had her hand me the $40 she owed me.
"Now how much do you have in your hand?"
She still didn't understand.
She somehow has a college degree.
When we were kids my brother and I got in a physical fight because he said I like mini wheats and I insisted I didn't. His argument was that I always sang the mini wheats song and I was deeply offended that he wasn't aware that it was just stuck in my head but I hated the cereal. I actually did like the cereal I'm not sure why I was arguing with him about it but I remember how genuinely angry I was.
I'll tell you about the only legal trouble I've ever been in, the fight that got me arrested. It started over whether we should return a box of crayons or not, and to this day I don't have any idea how it escalated to the point of the cops being called, but they were and I was the one taken in.
My boyfriend insisted that when two people are in an argument and one makes a point so reasonable and logical the other one can't disagree with it - it's unfair. I tried, logically and reasonably, to explain several times why that is just winning the argument, proving your point thoroughly and is completely fair.
His answer was that I was being unfair.
How the ch in masochism is pronounced. My friend caught me saying "masoKism" while he would say "masoSYism."
To be fair, he grew up speaking French, in which the ch in masochism is pronounced in "his" way. But he insisted that I was the wrong one here and that was just infuriating.
A woman was adamant that looking at the big solar eclipse on the television was unsafe unless you were wearing glasses. She wouldn't believe us and insisted on emailing NASA to check.
A Non-Standard Ruler?
I worked for a company that made signs. We had a customer ask for signs that were 7mm wide that were to go on a door. Our sign makers figured the order meant inches because 7mm is pretty small, so made them 7 inches. I got a phone call from the customer who went mad at me for making them the wrong size. So I put a reorder through for 7 mm.
Argued with the sign makers over it but they eventually agreed to do it after I shown them the order in writing. I even had the customer put her complaint in writing, reiterating the size they wanted.
7mm signs went out and a day later I get the customer on the phone literally screaming at me.
Cue the dumb argument - we ended up having an argument over how big a millimetre is, and obviously everyone in the office were laughing, but this customer just wouldn't accept it and said we must be using a non-standard ruler to measure.
Ended up being escalating to the sales department manager who refused to issue a refund. We still don't know what they actually meant.
This Unusual Vegan Argument
Was in a pub with a few friends, and some random Dude dropped an ear, and somehow figured I'm vegan. Well, people like him are the reason I usually avoid mentioning it. He came up to me and insisted on starting a discussion about veganism. He claimed that by the end of it, I would be eating meat again.
He listed some stupid arguments, I told him I was not convinced and then tried to keep on drinking beer with my friends. He followed me, and wanted me to "try to convert him to a vegan." I stupidly listed some of my reasons thinking it would make him go away. He told me he still was not convinced, so I was like whatever. Again, I really just wanted to drink beer with my friends.
That dude followed me all night and expected me to try make him vegan. Doesn't matter what I said, and all the reasons that for me are obviously good enough to be vegan. He'd be just like "No, that doesn't convince me, therefore your argument and how you life is stupid."
Didn't matter how often I told him that I honestly don't care; 5 minutes later he would come up to me again "I'm still not vegan, so veganism is stupid, all your arguments were stupid, now give me a good reason to become vegan!" At one point, I was literally yelling at him that I don't give a single flying f about what he eats and why, that it's in no way my responsibility to "turn somebody vegan" and in no way his business what I eat.
Honestly, for that dude, I would have bought a whole ham, just to shove it up his stupid annoying face.
In college my roommate and I argued about a line in Monty Python & the Holy Grail. The scene with the Black Knight where the line "Alright, we'll call it a draw" is uttered. We argued about who said that line, whether it was King Arthur or the Black Knight.
It went on for hours longer than it should have because I was stubborn and refused to admit I was wrong.
Albert or ArnoldGiphy
Whether Albert Einstein or Arnold Schwarzenegger would be more useful to have around during a Zombie apocalypse. How on earth would Albert Einstein come in handy!?
Below Sea Level
I live on an island and when you go upland and you look out the sea looks like it's higher than or on the same level as the land. It's just a weird perspective thing because of the horizon. One day some kid says that it's because the island is under sea level.
I'm like wtf bro all of us would be with the fishes. He argues that no that's not true and if I just go upland I'll see. We then spend a good 5 minutes of my time arguing about it until I decided to leave this kid in his stupidity. He even said we shouldn't believe everything adults tell us and sometimes we need to think for ourselves.
This kid was older than me and was going to a good school. Lost my respect for him ever since then.
Someone tried to fight with me over how to spell my name.
Now, my name is in a lot of languages with slightly different spellings. I would have accepted any of those spellings, but this one was just... Not even close. It didn't make any logical sense.
An analogous example is if my name was Thomas and someone was insisting it was spelled Tomash. And not just the name Thomas in general, but that me specifically, on my birth certificate, was named Tomash. I know how to spell my own name.
I swear to god, it went on for like an hour.
Whales Are Mammals
I was in an online chat room one day, and we were talking about whales. I commented on how whales are mammals and the next thing you know, someone was arguing with me and trying to convince me that a whale was a fish.
Stupid microwaves. Having a man child talk down to me about how microwaves work only for him to google it and prove me right. He slept on the sofa that night.
My friend keeps telling me that the norm is that a person should shower once a week. This has been going on for years. I'm almost convinced he's trolling me.
No Balloons For Grandma
My cousin and I argued over a balloon going to Heaven. We were at his big sisters prom send off and he let a balloon go and it went high into the sky.
He then said this balloon will go up past space and go to Heaven and reach grandma (God rest her soul). And I was like no it's not and it's probably not even gonna reach space. Releasing balloons is terrible for the environment and kills/harms so much wildlife.
He got really mad and defensive and started telling me to google it and do my research and I'm like I don't have to google it you idiot. He was mad at me for a good week.
Spontaneous Dolphin ExistenceGiphy
How dolphins reproduced. It took me a few solid minutes of explaining to her that dolphins have reproductive organs and that they did not just pop into existence. The argument began with her saying she wanted to work with sea creatures.
Personally, I hope she was messing with me cause I lost a little faith in humanity that day.
I repeatedly had the argument with a friend over whether roosters were chickens. She was convinced that only the females were chickens (hens). We were 18 at the time.
Me and my friend were drinking underage, we ended up in an argument of whether lightning McQueen's eyes were blue or green. Somehow throughout the whole thing both of us never thought to straight up google a picture.
But ... Ice Floats
Woman wanted ice on the bottom of her drink.
Now read that sentence again and try to imagine arguing with that particular brand of stupid.
Time Zones Exist
Coworker claimed that it was the same time of day and the same season on the whole globe. Had to get 4 coworkers to confirm to him that time zones do in fact exist.
My brother is colorblind. And he CONSTANTLY tries to correct me on what color things are.
"Hey could you hand me that red _____?"
"no, it's red"
"YOU CANT EVEN KNOW"
It is the base of our most common and heated arguments.
I'm late, but I saw this question and instantly remembered that I was booted from a Facebook group because I called someone out on a lie that was not only bull, but extremely pointless. She was friends with the moderator and they made the case that my argument over such a little lie was more of a problem than the lie itself (though they didn't refer to it as a lie.)
The woman said that she used to babysit for Andre 3000 and that his name was Andre 2000 - but he changed it after the year 2000 had passed. This was so easily disproven it was ridiculous. Their debut album came out in 1994 and he was already going by Andre 3000 at that time.
The argument wasn't a huge long drawn out thing, but the fact that either of us were on Facebook at separate times meant that the responses were over a long period of time so this argument lasted a few days.
It was stupid.
Stars Like Our Sun
I was arguing with my grandpa about stars he didn't believe that there are other stars like our sun. Basically he thought there is only the sun, the moon and the earth.
I have a degree in history. I mostly focused on nationalism. Wrote a 50 page paper on it and Richard Nixon with around 50 100 sources. Looked at micro film for hours on end. Part of the paper focused on how Nixon being chair of the house committee of Unamerican Activities was used as a powerful weapon to use against political enemies. It also inspired Joe McCarthy. Have had people tell me I was wrong and Nixon was never elected to a position besides the president and Joe McCarthy came before Nixon. I stopped trying to talk history to people.
I also know quite a bit about the history of the Balkans its amazing how many Serbs refuse to believe Tito did anything wrong.
Wrote 100 page paper on nationalism in Israel. Its frustrating to talk about because for some reason a lot of people think Palestinian firing rockets randomly into Israel is ok but if Israel retaliates the people get up in arms over a targeted air strike that kills 3 people.
Balloon to Heaven
My cousin and I argued over a balloon going to Heaven. We were at his big sisters prom send off and he let a balloon go and it went high into the sky. He then said this balloon will go up past space and go to Heaven and reach grandma (God rest her soul). And I was like no it's not and it's probably not even gonna reach space.
And he got really mad and defensive and started telling me to google it and do my research and I'm like I don't have to google it you idiot. He was mad at me for a good week.
I got into an argument with a co-worker over how we were attaching two pages of a letter together: small binder clips or paper clips.
He felt that paper clips would leave a "dent" in the paper when removed, but binder clips won't. He refused to staple them together. I felt that binder clips would also leave a "dent", so we might as well just use the paper clips.
It ended with him saying: "Do what you want [me], I don't care!" and storming off.
Once got accused of faking being Jewish. Why? I have no clue. We argued over the course of a month, any time I'd bring it up and she heard about it, she'd begin going after me for "faking it".
My mother's side is ethnically Jewish. Grandparents were practicing.
3 friends and I once got into an argument about how to pronounce Nutella. It lasted for about 3-4 months. It was hilarious how serious we took it, it'd get heated but never for real serious.
I think someone even called the company that made it to check, or that may have been for the Cheetos company. We were really bored in high school.
Late to the party, but there it is.
I'm a manager at a small store. We're only 4 working there, so my team and I grew very close and we joke around a lot. Once during a slow shift, my employee and I had an argument because we were looking at the lingerie boxes, and I thought that two specific boxes had the same woman on it, but she was 100% positive they weren't the same person.
Looking back, I don't know why it was such a big deal to us at the time, but we even called another employee who lives across the street to come and tell us what the heck was up with that. Turns out I was right, and she was pretty salty about it. It was a great night.
Wicked Witch of the West
I almost got into an argument with an old girlfriend over Glinda the good witch from Oz. She insisted that Glinda was manipulating Dorothy to assassinate the Wicked Witch of the West and convince the Wizard to leave to create a political void she could fill.
I conceded the issue when I heard the whole premise because I thought it was too damn stupid to get worked up over.
Keep Your Hands to Yourself
Just the other day I legit got in an argument with my co-workers on why I don't like my butt being grabbed by anyone (I'm a guy). Seriously.
They went on about "I don't mind it. Mike and I do it all the time and we don't care." Yeah, that's nice dude, but I'm not you, and there's something called "Keep your hands to yourself" (which was taught to a good portion of us growing up). Just like how Karen wouldn't like it if I touched her boobs or her grabbing your crotch or frankly ANY area you wouldn't like being grabbed, keep away. In general, you should not be touching me in any areas after I've told you not to several times before.
So unless you're sleeping me or dating me, keep your damn hands off my toosh.
My best friend and I argued over whether or not telekinesis was possible. Her argument was that humans don't yet know what the human brain at 100% usage was capable of, and that telekinesis was inside the possibilities.
I said the brain does use 100%, just at different times.
We didn't speak to each other for four days.
How dolphins reproduced and whether or not ghost existed (back to back with the same person). It took me a few solid minutes of explaining to her that dolphins have reproductive organs and that they did not just pop into existence (the argument began with her saying she wanted to work with sea creatures).
How it shifted to the existence of ghosts is a solid and reasonable question to ask (I don't remember why). I had to then proceed to tell her that ghost hunting TV shows do not constitute as undeniable evidence.
Personally, I hope she was messing with me cause I lost a little faith in humanity that day. This was in high school SO... hopefully she was kidding.
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I told this stupid woman that chocolate is toxic to dogs. She went on to tell me how a little bit will just make them hyper and then they will calm down. I told her to google it. Her and her bf shut right up. Now they have a kid. Good luck, Jeremy and Andrea. morons.
I should also add that this argument started because Jeremy was giving his tiny dog chocolate and I told him it was toxic.
Is water wet?
My roommate and I have a recurring argument over whether or not water is wet l, and whether or not a person is considered wet underwater.
For the record, it is no to both questions.
A kid a church telling me about the mission trip I went on. Not only was I not on that trip, but I had never been on any mission trip. We were good friends, so it's not like he would've mistaken someone else for me.
He insisted I was there as if an entire week long trip would just fall out of my memory. He even had stories of things we'd done together. I'm not sure if he thought I was lying, joking, stupid, or crazy, but I was pretty sure he was some combination thereof.
One time I got into a shouting match with my mom and little brother in the car. The issue? The names of the two-headed dragon from the PBS kids afternoon show Dragon Tales. I swore it was Zack and Macie.
It was actually Zak and Wheezie. I don't even remember why we were yelling about it.
Green Or Yellow?
When I was about 15 or so my mother and I spent about 20-30 minutes arguing about the color of a shirt. We agreed it was blue/green, but to me it was just a shade more blue, while to her it was just a bit more green.
Turns out, your eyeballs yellow as you age and hers were 24 years yellower than mine, so I think that skewed her color vision.
Stars In Their MultitudeGiphy
I once got in an argument over whether or not a line from the song "Stars" in Les Mis says "...but mine is the way of the lord" or "mine is the way of the law".
I didn't even really care what he thought but he was so adamant and cocky that it got me heated. By the end of it we were shouting at each other and I had to apologize, which I think is what he wanted the whole time.
My brother is colorblind. And he CONSTANTLY tries to correct me on what color things are.
"Hey could you hand me that red _____?" "that's orange" "no, it's red" "orange" "YOU CANT EVEN KNOW".
It is the base of our most common and heated arguments.
About five years ago, my girlfriend (now wife) once had a very intense argument about whether or not hot water cleaned things better than cold water.
She genuinely believed that water temperature didn't matter. This is someone who has not one, but two masters degrees.
We argued for something like 2 hours, and we seriously almost broke up over the whole thing.
I had an argument with a girl IN THE MIDDLE OF A BIOLOGY CLASS in high school about how humans are not mammals. She thought a human was a human and we are not mammals because "mammals are animals and humans are not animals"
I tried explaining to her the difference between reptiles and mammals and how humans fall under the mammal category to try and educate her... but she just wouldn't listen.
I still have no idea why the BIOLOGY teacher did not get involved...
Solid Or Liquid?
Some classmates and I got into a heated debate as to whether or not the human body could count as a soup, salad, or sandwich. The teacher got mad at us, but hey! All we were doing was watching a movie.
For the record, my logic lays with soup- Liquid contained within a solid, at a hot temperature.