Given some of the interesting experiences I've blogged about in my latest posts as well as recent events, I was having a conversation similar to the following with my sister the other day:
Me: "Do things like this happen to most people, or am I just lucky?"
Amanda: "I'm pretty sure you're just lucky..."
With my last "lucky" experience happening on Saturday, it would clearly be too much to ask to go more than 2 days without having another one. For the purposes of this story, I am going to try to outline only the most interesting or obscure parts. Just know that much more happened through the course of the night.
Last night for family home evening (fhe) we were doing a ward service project at one of the bishopric member's homes. Now, I have the best bishopric in the world, so I was very excited to help out. I went to the clubhouse to meet with everyone and 5-10 minutes later we were on our way. To protect the identity of the individuals in this story, the cast will go as follows:
Girl 1: The only other girl who showed up for the service project. Also dating guy 1.
Guy 1: Dating girl 1.
Guy 2: A guy in my ward who I know only the littlest bit.
Guy 3: The guy who is in a different ward and accidentally ended up with our ward for the night.
Guy 4: The guy in my ward who only has a small role.
Me: Well, let's hope you can figure this one out.
*In the car on the way to the service project. I'm in the back on the drivers side. Girl 1 is driving, guy 1 is in the passenger seat. Guy 3 is next to me in the middle. Guy 2 is in the back passenger side.*
So, you know how when you drive sometimes when you turn you kinda slide a little into the person next to you? Yeah, I was holding on to the handle on my side of the car so I wouldn't slide into the guy next to me. Well, he was in the middle and didn't quite have that luxury. As we went around the first curve that caused him to slide into me a little bit, he began apologizing. I mean I can't really get mad, because it's not exactly his fault.
Guy 3: "I'm sorry! I'm not trying to....oh what's the word? Tenderize you? I'm not trying to tenderize you."
Me: (Trying really hard not to laugh): "You're fine."
Girl 1: Bursts out laughing, causing me to have an even harder time not laughing.
I do have to say that's the first time I've ever had someone trying not to tenderize me. Also during the drive Guy 2 and Guy 3 were talking a lot about girls, and how they when they started dating someone they wanted to be at a point in their lives where they were comfortable expressing their emotions. Guy 3 was also talking about how he was scared of girls, but one of his old co-workers told him that he was a natural flirt. For the record, I was not taking part in this discussion, but was just an innocent bystander.
We eventually arrived at our destination, and received instructions on what to do. Girl 1 and I made a great team and did all that we could. It got to the point where there wasn't enough for everyone to do, so most of us were talking and waiting to see if there was anything else that we could do to help. Guy 3 took this opportunity to start talking to me.
Guy 3: "So where are you from?"
Me : "West Jordan, originally."
Guy 3: "Oh, is there a high school there?"
Me: "Yeah, there are a couple."
Guy 3: "Do they have a cross country team?"
Me: "I think so."
Guy 3: "Were they 4-A?"
Me: "I have no idea."
Guy 3: "Oh. What year did you graduate."
Me: "2011."
Guy 3: "Oh, I thought you were a lot younger than me. I graduated that year too. I was a year older than most people in my grade though."
The conversation went on about high school for a little bit. It took a turn to college for a little bit, but then wrapped back around to high school.
Guy 3: "So did you do any sports?"
Me: "Nope."
Guy 3: "Oh, you seem like you would've been athletic. It seems like you would have done sprinting or something."
After a few more minutes of talking to him, Guy 4 jumped in to my rescue and started talking to me, but Guy 3 kept throwing his 2-cents in. Then Girl 1 stole my purse, so we went to her car to go put it away.
The pizza arrived, and so we went in and washed up and had some pizza. While eating, several interesting conversations took place, a few of which I will outline.
Guy 3: "Is your shirt pink or salmon colored?"
Me: "Pink."
Guy 3: "Oh, well then I like pink."
Another conversation--about girls and dating, of course:
Guy 1: "Well, girl 1 is taken."
Girl 1: "You never know, Amy could be dating too."
Guy 1: "That's true. Amy, are you dating someone? Or do you prefer to keep that private?"
Me: (Seeing safety as well as not wanting to lie) "Uh, I'd prefer to keep that part of my life on the DL."
Guy 1: "I completely understand that."
We watched a little bit of Dancing with the Stars, and then took off. Guy 1 was so kind as to offer me the front seat so that I wouldn't be "tenderized" again... As we are driving the guys are conversing in the back seat, and this is the part of the conversation that I heard:
Guy 1: "Amy's a stick."
Guy 3: "No, I would say she's average."
Guy 1: "She's a beautiful young lady."
Guy 2: "All girls are beautiful."
Guy 1: "I don't think all girls are beautiful."
Guy 3: "How would Heavenly Father feel about you saying that about some of his daughters?"
I decided I needed to jump in and intervene in this conversation, so I did.
Me: "So, here's the things. All guys and girls are attracted to different types of people, which is wonderful because it makes this world work."
It distracted them for a little bit, but it eventually wrapped back around.
Guy 1: "I'd give Amy a 40."
Guy 3: "I'd give her 100."
Guy 1: "I'm going off of the score from Dancing with the Stars, so she has the highest score."
Guy 3: "I'd give her 100 percent."
Guy 1: "It's the same thing..."
Just about now, there was a spark of inspiration, and we turned the radio up and that was a beautiful decision.
As we are driving on the freeway, Girl 1 notices that she was speeding, so she slows down, but still got pulled over. So, we got to sit tight in the shoulder for a little bit. When the officer brought her stuff back, he said something about how she was probably distracted by the guys talking in the back seat. One of them said something about them being too attractive, and Guy 3 decided to throw in his opinion that the girls were the attractive ones in the car.
As we are finally approaching the apartment complex, I again overhear part of a conversation:
Guy 1: (talking about me) "But you don't know if she's dating anyone. She decided not to tell us."
Guy 2: "Well if she isn't, I wouldn't mind being on her radar."
Guy 3: "I wouldn't mind being on her radar either."
Just then, we pulled up right outside the sidewalk where I was being dropped off, so I was spared any comments I might have had to say. I hopped out of the car and booked it to my apartment. I found out later that Guy 2 and Guy 3 kept talking about me after I left too.
You know that youtube video, "David After the Dentist?" Two quotes from that movie were circulating throughout my thoughts the entire night, the first being, "Is this real life?" The second was, "Is this going to be forever?" Never has my life been under the microscope in front of me for so much of an evening. Let's just say I'm hoping that it won't happen again any time soon. I've had my fill of being "lucky" for a while.
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