At last week's Family Home Evening, one of my FHE brothers wore a shirt that said, "I Heart Boobs." After I saw this shirt, I looked around for validation to confirm that he was and is a total tool bag, but everyone avoided my eye contact. 'Boob' Brother, who I lovingly refer to as Beak, proceeded to give the spiritual thought to our group. Really!?! I guess they don't make 'em like they used to.
A few weeks ago, I had another bizarre encounter with some fine gentlemen. On this day, I was quite busy and I had an evening leadership meeting for my new church calling. This meeting began at 7PM and lasted until 9:30PM.
When the meeting was over, I drove two girls home that live in my same apartment complex. My intention was to drop the girls off, then park my car on the street. One of the girls got out, but my dear friend and Relief Society President, Carrie Fox stayed and chatted with me in my car. As we were sitting there, Eva walked by and hopped in the car to talk to us. Then came: Janese, Shelly, Sarah, Shanae, and Grouse (Allison). Each person packed in my car one by one. We sat there for a little while talking and laughing.
Suddenly, a car pulled up beside mine. There were two boys sitting in the front seats and they rolled down their window to say something, but I couldn't hear what the were saying. I rolled down my window to solve the problem. These boys must of been 17 years old, maybe a little younger or slightly older. They were both wearing their flat-billed caps backwards. They were also adorned in very baggie, but brightly colored clothes. Mmm.... STOOPID.
The driver of the mysterious vehicle said this, "Hey shorties, looks like you got lots of ladies in your car. Do some of you wanna get in my car?" Did I mention these boys are white? We all laughed and of course Eva, was the first to say, "How old are you?" Where's your mom?" The boys continued to throw out words and jargon heard only on VH1 reality shows or Rap music videos.
I asked what they were doing and they said, "You know? Creepin' on some girls." I don't think they know they live in Rexburg, Idaho. They told us they went to BYU-Idaho. LIE NUMBER ONE. They told us they were 19. LIE NUMBER TWO. Carrie asked them if they were going to serve missions. The driver said, I haven't decided yet... Should I go? We all emphatically answered YES! I asked them what courses they were taking. They were obviously thrown for a loop at this inquisition. After some audible "Uhhhss" and "Ummmss," they finally answered, "Oh you know, general education." I said, "Oh, so you're probably taking Book of Mormon, right?" The kid in the passenger seat immediately replied, "No! We're not that good." HAHAHA AAHAHAHA!!! He thought we'd be soooo impressed. Carrie then said, "If you wanna creep on some girls, the dorms are that way." I finally felt fed up with the situation when the driver said to me, "Have you seen The Fast and the Furious: Tokyo Drift?" I responded sarcastically, "Yeah it's on the top of my list along with The Shawshank Redemption." The boy responded, "Sh@$ yeah! My car is in that movie. Do you like my car?..."
...Well, that was it for me. I was officially over these thug preschoolers creepin' on me.
I wrapped up the conversation by saying, "OK well, good luck with school and I hope you boys decide to serve missions. They stared at us blankly and the driver said, "You guys are really mean." He put his car in gear and drove off crying... I'm assuming.
As you can all plainly see, I've had some bizarre encounters with men. This semester has been one of great first, second, and third impressions. I hope my sarcastic tone is noted.
A few weeks ago, I had another bizarre encounter with some fine gentlemen. On this day, I was quite busy and I had an evening leadership meeting for my new church calling. This meeting began at 7PM and lasted until 9:30PM.
When the meeting was over, I drove two girls home that live in my same apartment complex. My intention was to drop the girls off, then park my car on the street. One of the girls got out, but my dear friend and Relief Society President, Carrie Fox stayed and chatted with me in my car. As we were sitting there, Eva walked by and hopped in the car to talk to us. Then came: Janese, Shelly, Sarah, Shanae, and Grouse (Allison). Each person packed in my car one by one. We sat there for a little while talking and laughing.
Suddenly, a car pulled up beside mine. There were two boys sitting in the front seats and they rolled down their window to say something, but I couldn't hear what the were saying. I rolled down my window to solve the problem. These boys must of been 17 years old, maybe a little younger or slightly older. They were both wearing their flat-billed caps backwards. They were also adorned in very baggie, but brightly colored clothes. Mmm.... STOOPID.
The driver of the mysterious vehicle said this, "Hey shorties, looks like you got lots of ladies in your car. Do some of you wanna get in my car?" Did I mention these boys are white? We all laughed and of course Eva, was the first to say, "How old are you?" Where's your mom?" The boys continued to throw out words and jargon heard only on VH1 reality shows or Rap music videos.
...Well, that was it for me. I was officially over these thug preschoolers creepin' on me.
I wrapped up the conversation by saying, "OK well, good luck with school and I hope you boys decide to serve missions. They stared at us blankly and the driver said, "You guys are really mean." He put his car in gear and drove off crying... I'm assuming.
As you can all plainly see, I've had some bizarre encounters with men. This semester has been one of great first, second, and third impressions. I hope my sarcastic tone is noted.
Those kids need to learn how to read. I'm over it!
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