My humanities teacher gave everybody in our class the chance to justify why they have a crappy grade in the class and if the reasons are good enough she just my give them a slightly better grade. Well, I am always looking for ways to get a better grade, so I decided to do this optional assignment. I thought I had some really good reasons and I think you'll agree when you read this.
Dear Sister Cochran:
Thinking back on the semester, I believe that I have done all that I could do for the Humanities 101 class, and yet I don't know if I'm getting the grade I deserve. There are many things going on in my life at the moment that I can't exactly control, causing my academic career to take the fall. This paper describes these many things that I can't control in further detail so that I can gain the well deserved pity from the teacher of the aforementioned humanities class.
Firstly, I have to make sure that my eternal salvation is taken care of, which means that I must find a husband while I am here at BYU-Idaho. The only way that I know of to gain this so called husband is to get acquainted with and date many members of the opposite sex, otherwise known as men. Now, I spent much of my free time (a.k.a. homework time) figuring out how I can get asked out on as many dates as possible. I figured out that one place to meet these men is at the gym. I, therefore, was obligated to be at the gym every night or afternoon. Not only was I finding men, but I was also toning my abs and thighs. Therefore, my time spent at the gym was necessary for my eternal salvation, which takes precedence over school work.
Secondly, I have become a professional snowflake maker. I am definitely in demand at this time of year. My career in this field is just starting out and causes my life to become very busy. I spend nearly half of my time just talking with investors and managers of scissor and paper factories. I realize that even though I am working on my eternal salvation, but if I don't get married I need something to fall back on. Hence, I have built my snowflake company from the ground up in hopes that I will be able to earn some extra bucks. I also have spent another large portion of my time coming up with a name for my company, but I finally decided upon, "Snowflakes by Becky." It took me a long time to come up with this name, which also was something that took time away from studying for certain humanities tests.
Finally, I have decided that if the snowflake business flops, I will have yet another thing to fall back on: T.V. critic. To prepare for this, I have decided that I must watch hours upon hours of television each day to get a broad spectrum of what is on television these days. I found that between watching TLC's "What Not To Wear," NBC's "ER," and The WB's "Gilmore Girls" I just simply have no time for my academic career.
As you can see, I lead a very busy life and have done the best I could with my school work and studying for Humanities 101. I hope that now you will have pity on me and allow me to have the grade which we both know that I deserve.
Thank you for your time and have a wonderful day!
Sincerely,
Becky Karlsven
There you have it, the real reasons for my grades. Do you think I am justified to receive an A?
Wednesday, December 07, 2005
Thursday, December 01, 2005
A Little Bit About Me
Well, I'm finally complying to compulsive writers tag. It actually took me quite a while to finally come up with 5 things that people don't know about me.
1. I am a professional paper snowflake maker. I have yet to received a certificate saying that I am one, but if you ever visit my apartment, you'll see the amazingly beautiful snowflakes that my roommate and I made.
2. I have tried to watch "Revenge of the Sith" 3 times but I just keep falling asleep.
3. I have the ability to fall asleep with my hand outstretched still gripping the remote. (Once I get the remote I don't like to give it up!)
4. Last summer I went to Austria, Germany, and Venice for a short dance performance tour. It was amazing! I even took a ballet class from a gay guy named Ferry.
5. I have a broken back. Last April I went to the doctor to have him check a knee injury. I got my knee and back X-rayed and it turns out that at some point in my life I received a compound fracture to one of my vertebrae. I thought that was weird, especially since I don't remember doing anything to break my back.
I don't know too many people on this whole blogger thing, so I can just tag a couple people, but I'm going to tag, becca just and the amazing spider-man fan.
1. I am a professional paper snowflake maker. I have yet to received a certificate saying that I am one, but if you ever visit my apartment, you'll see the amazingly beautiful snowflakes that my roommate and I made.
2. I have tried to watch "Revenge of the Sith" 3 times but I just keep falling asleep.
3. I have the ability to fall asleep with my hand outstretched still gripping the remote. (Once I get the remote I don't like to give it up!)
4. Last summer I went to Austria, Germany, and Venice for a short dance performance tour. It was amazing! I even took a ballet class from a gay guy named Ferry.
5. I have a broken back. Last April I went to the doctor to have him check a knee injury. I got my knee and back X-rayed and it turns out that at some point in my life I received a compound fracture to one of my vertebrae. I thought that was weird, especially since I don't remember doing anything to break my back.
I don't know too many people on this whole blogger thing, so I can just tag a couple people, but I'm going to tag, becca just and the amazing spider-man fan.
Thursday, November 03, 2005
Hello, My Name is Becky...
The answers to my last post:
1. B
2. E
3. J
4. A
5. F
6. C
7. G
8. H
9. I
10. D
Now onto my real post. I have come to the conclusion that I am addicted. I have accepted this and I hear there about 12 steps I need to go through to get rid of my addiction. But I'm not sure that I'm quite ready to give up the beautiful game called spider solitair.
It started out as just an innocent little game that I liked to play occasionally. But as time passed I found myself trying to hide my obsession with the game. I would wait till my roommates were gone and then sneak onto their computers to play the game. I didn't have my own computer at this point in my sad, sad life. When my roommates would come home I would quickly exit out of the game and run to my room to pretend that I wasn't doing anything, especially in their room.
When I got my own computer the addiction only became worse. I stayed up late into the night just so could win another game. I would tell myself that I'd only play till I won a game. hahahaa! What a lie! When I would win I just started another game and told myself the same lie. I was lost in a swirling abyss that is spider solitair.
I have lately come to the realization that I do have an addiction. I admit it. Now I just limit myself to 3 hours a day of spider solitair instead of the regular 6. The only problem now is that as I limit my hours of actual playing I now make up for the lost time by thinking about it. Maybe one day when I can afford professional help I will be able to slowly, but surely rid myself of this needed craving; using medication if necessary.
1. B
2. E
3. J
4. A
5. F
6. C
7. G
8. H
9. I
10. D
Now onto my real post. I have come to the conclusion that I am addicted. I have accepted this and I hear there about 12 steps I need to go through to get rid of my addiction. But I'm not sure that I'm quite ready to give up the beautiful game called spider solitair.
It started out as just an innocent little game that I liked to play occasionally. But as time passed I found myself trying to hide my obsession with the game. I would wait till my roommates were gone and then sneak onto their computers to play the game. I didn't have my own computer at this point in my sad, sad life. When my roommates would come home I would quickly exit out of the game and run to my room to pretend that I wasn't doing anything, especially in their room.
When I got my own computer the addiction only became worse. I stayed up late into the night just so could win another game. I would tell myself that I'd only play till I won a game. hahahaa! What a lie! When I would win I just started another game and told myself the same lie. I was lost in a swirling abyss that is spider solitair.
I have lately come to the realization that I do have an addiction. I admit it. Now I just limit myself to 3 hours a day of spider solitair instead of the regular 6. The only problem now is that as I limit my hours of actual playing I now make up for the lost time by thinking about it. Maybe one day when I can afford professional help I will be able to slowly, but surely rid myself of this needed craving; using medication if necessary.
Wednesday, October 26, 2005
So, You Think You Watch Movies?
I decided to put together a little game today to let anyone see if they know movies as well as my roommates and I do. In one column I have put quotes from a variety of movies. In another column there is a list of movies that the quotes come from. See how many you know!
1. "Pinecones!"
2. "Everything in this room is eatable. Even I'm eatable, but that's called cannibalism and that's frowned upon in most societies."
3. "But Lloyd, Petey didn't have a head!"
4. "Who is the most beautiful woman in the world, Jacob?"
5. "Prepare to dive!"
6. "The world must be peopled!"
7. "Hi, how are ya?"
8. "Just call me Joe."
9. "We want a shrubbery!"
10. "I like talking about nothing. It's the only thing I know anything about."
A. The Brothers Grimm
B. Ice Age
C. Much Adu About Nothing
D. An Ideal Husband
E. Charlie and the Chocolate Factory
F. Down Periscope
G. Sahara
H. You've Got Mail
I. Monty Python and the Holy Grail
J. Dumb and Dumber
I'll put the answers at the bottom of my next post. If you haven't seen any of these movies, I highly recommend them. They are hilarious! Have fun!
1. "Pinecones!"
2. "Everything in this room is eatable. Even I'm eatable, but that's called cannibalism and that's frowned upon in most societies."
3. "But Lloyd, Petey didn't have a head!"
4. "Who is the most beautiful woman in the world, Jacob?"
5. "Prepare to dive!"
6. "The world must be peopled!"
7. "Hi, how are ya?"
8. "Just call me Joe."
9. "We want a shrubbery!"
10. "I like talking about nothing. It's the only thing I know anything about."
A. The Brothers Grimm
B. Ice Age
C. Much Adu About Nothing
D. An Ideal Husband
E. Charlie and the Chocolate Factory
F. Down Periscope
G. Sahara
H. You've Got Mail
I. Monty Python and the Holy Grail
J. Dumb and Dumber
I'll put the answers at the bottom of my next post. If you haven't seen any of these movies, I highly recommend them. They are hilarious! Have fun!
Tuesday, October 25, 2005
"Chewing gum is really gross. Chewing gum I hate the most." -Charlie and the Chocolate Factory
One of the assignments in my women's health class this semester has been to write down everything you do for one week. So as a responsible person I did the assignment. When I looked back through my schedule this is what I found.
Tuesday:
9:30-10am Wake up, eat breakfast.
10-11:30 "homework," watch T.V.
11:30-2 homework, watch a movie.
2-3 shower, get ready for the day.
3-4 class
4-5 homework, watch T.V.
5-5:30 take a nap
5:30-7:30 homework, watch T.V.
7:30-8:45 Enrichment
8:45-11:15 Go to a movie.
11:15-1am homework, watch T.V.
1-8am sleep.
How pathetic was that day?! Okay, so I was sick that day, but that's no excuse! I think I'm also rebelling subconsciously because my parents never let me do my homework in front of the T.V. So now that I'm on my own what do I do? I only do homework in front of the T.V. Its amazing to me that I'm still able to keep descent grades. Well, I'm about 50% sure that I have good grades.
Not only do I watch way too much T.V., but my roommates and I watch a plethora of movies. Kat, one of my crazy roomies, has 220 DVD's and Videos up here! 220! We've probably watched at least 50 of them. So, since we watch so many movies, we have come to quote them incessantly. We have a "quote" board on our door and we have written all the funny quotes that we love from the many movies we have watched. We love to quote these movies so much that we can literally have full fledged conversations just from quoting movies. People that come over cannot keep up with us. This is possibly why we usually don't have many guests. Here's just one example:
Our home teachers came over and as usually we just casually chatted before they got into the wonderful lesson. Well, they noticed our quote door and inquired about it. We explained that we just write quotes up there that we like. Then the annoyingness that we are ensued. We began quoting movies. It went on for about 10 minutes. At one point I looked at our home teachers and the looks on their faces was a little too similar to those of a deer in the headlights. But once my roommates and I get going on quotes, we can't be stopped. Luckily we were able to calm ourselves and realize that our home teachers were still in the room and they probably had a lesson they wanted to share with us.
As much fun as I have watching and quoting movies, I feel that I should probably do something better with my time, like knit a scarf or actually read a book. But who has time for that anyway?
In conclusion, watching movies is really fun.
Tuesday:
9:30-10am Wake up, eat breakfast.
10-11:30 "homework," watch T.V.
11:30-2 homework, watch a movie.
2-3 shower, get ready for the day.
3-4 class
4-5 homework, watch T.V.
5-5:30 take a nap
5:30-7:30 homework, watch T.V.
7:30-8:45 Enrichment
8:45-11:15 Go to a movie.
11:15-1am homework, watch T.V.
1-8am sleep.
How pathetic was that day?! Okay, so I was sick that day, but that's no excuse! I think I'm also rebelling subconsciously because my parents never let me do my homework in front of the T.V. So now that I'm on my own what do I do? I only do homework in front of the T.V. Its amazing to me that I'm still able to keep descent grades. Well, I'm about 50% sure that I have good grades.
Not only do I watch way too much T.V., but my roommates and I watch a plethora of movies. Kat, one of my crazy roomies, has 220 DVD's and Videos up here! 220! We've probably watched at least 50 of them. So, since we watch so many movies, we have come to quote them incessantly. We have a "quote" board on our door and we have written all the funny quotes that we love from the many movies we have watched. We love to quote these movies so much that we can literally have full fledged conversations just from quoting movies. People that come over cannot keep up with us. This is possibly why we usually don't have many guests. Here's just one example:
Our home teachers came over and as usually we just casually chatted before they got into the wonderful lesson. Well, they noticed our quote door and inquired about it. We explained that we just write quotes up there that we like. Then the annoyingness that we are ensued. We began quoting movies. It went on for about 10 minutes. At one point I looked at our home teachers and the looks on their faces was a little too similar to those of a deer in the headlights. But once my roommates and I get going on quotes, we can't be stopped. Luckily we were able to calm ourselves and realize that our home teachers were still in the room and they probably had a lesson they wanted to share with us.
As much fun as I have watching and quoting movies, I feel that I should probably do something better with my time, like knit a scarf or actually read a book. But who has time for that anyway?
In conclusion, watching movies is really fun.
Wednesday, October 19, 2005
Wednesday Top/Bottom
Dominoe's
Top:
1. Free Food
2. Getting a paycheck.
3. Working with hot coworkers.
4. Free food
5. Oh, did I mention free food?
Bottom:
1. Having a stupid boss.
2. Having an ugly boss.
3. Being forced to wave a stupid pizza sign on the corner.
4. Washing trays.
5. Getting paid minimum wage.
6. Working with annoying people.
7. Getting chastised for not tucking in my shirt when everyone else's shirt is untucked.
8. Admitting to people that I worked at Dominoe's.
As you can see, my top list is much shorter than my bottom list. Also, I would like to note that it took about twice as long to come up with the top list for things about Dominoe's than it did for me to write my bottom list. Coming up with crappy things about working at Dominoe's came very easily to me. Just so you know, I quit my job at Dominoe's, but that's a story for another post.
Top:
1. Free Food
2. Getting a paycheck.
3. Working with hot coworkers.
4. Free food
5. Oh, did I mention free food?
Bottom:
1. Having a stupid boss.
2. Having an ugly boss.
3. Being forced to wave a stupid pizza sign on the corner.
4. Washing trays.
5. Getting paid minimum wage.
6. Working with annoying people.
7. Getting chastised for not tucking in my shirt when everyone else's shirt is untucked.
8. Admitting to people that I worked at Dominoe's.
As you can see, my top list is much shorter than my bottom list. Also, I would like to note that it took about twice as long to come up with the top list for things about Dominoe's than it did for me to write my bottom list. Coming up with crappy things about working at Dominoe's came very easily to me. Just so you know, I quit my job at Dominoe's, but that's a story for another post.
Wednesday, October 12, 2005
Wednesday top/bottom ten
Top Ten:
1. Getting an A on my D&C test.
2. Taking a shower in the morning.
3. Getting emails.
4. Seeing funny pictures on my little brother's friend's blogs.
5. Going country dancing with hot guys.
6. Keith Urban-nuff said.
7. Scoring a goal in an ultimate frisbee game.
8. Finding quarters on the ground.
9. Dryers that actually dry your clothes.
10. Free food.
Bottom Ten:
1. Failing a Humanities Test.
2. Waking up and realizing you haven't showered in a week.
3. Also, realizing you forgot to brush your teeth the night before.
4. No new blogs to read.
5. Ugly guys asking you to dance.
6. Justin Timberlake.
7. Biting into a brownie and realizing that your roommate put nasty dried cherries in them.
8. Using up all your quarters on doing laundry and your clothes still don't get dry.
9. Sleeping on a fake leather couch because your bed is covered in wet clothes laid out to dry.
10. Not finding anything to eat for dinner. (even after checking the fridge and cupboards 10 times.)
1. Getting an A on my D&C test.
2. Taking a shower in the morning.
3. Getting emails.
4. Seeing funny pictures on my little brother's friend's blogs.
5. Going country dancing with hot guys.
6. Keith Urban-nuff said.
7. Scoring a goal in an ultimate frisbee game.
8. Finding quarters on the ground.
9. Dryers that actually dry your clothes.
10. Free food.
Bottom Ten:
1. Failing a Humanities Test.
2. Waking up and realizing you haven't showered in a week.
3. Also, realizing you forgot to brush your teeth the night before.
4. No new blogs to read.
5. Ugly guys asking you to dance.
6. Justin Timberlake.
7. Biting into a brownie and realizing that your roommate put nasty dried cherries in them.
8. Using up all your quarters on doing laundry and your clothes still don't get dry.
9. Sleeping on a fake leather couch because your bed is covered in wet clothes laid out to dry.
10. Not finding anything to eat for dinner. (even after checking the fridge and cupboards 10 times.)
Sunday, September 25, 2005
Craziness ensues
The title of this post is definitely the story of my life. So for this semester I'm living in Kensington apartments. Turns out that I'm in the same ward as my ex-boyfriend, Chris. I didn't even know he was going to be in Idaho this semester so I didn't worry about where I was going to live. Yeah, he's in Idaho, and he's in my ward. Then for devotional I always sit with my roommates, but of course we sit with Chris's roommates too because we're all friends. So Chris and his new girlfriend sit there too. Weird!
I didn't think this could get any worse, but apparently it could. Today Chris's roommate Tyler came over to visit with my FHE brother, Phil. He said that he was going to be my home teacher. I was pretty excited about that because Tyler's a cool guy and not too bad looking. Then he told me the great news:
"Chris is my partner."
I was shocked! I didn't really know what to say to the fact that my ex is going to be my home teacher. How crazy is that. Now I have to talk to him and have friendly conversation with him every month. I just told Tyler that I would be okay with it. But in my head I was thinking, "could life be any crappier?" Life didn't just give me a lemon, but it squirted me in the eye with it!
I didn't think this could get any worse, but apparently it could. Today Chris's roommate Tyler came over to visit with my FHE brother, Phil. He said that he was going to be my home teacher. I was pretty excited about that because Tyler's a cool guy and not too bad looking. Then he told me the great news:
"Chris is my partner."
I was shocked! I didn't really know what to say to the fact that my ex is going to be my home teacher. How crazy is that. Now I have to talk to him and have friendly conversation with him every month. I just told Tyler that I would be okay with it. But in my head I was thinking, "could life be any crappier?" Life didn't just give me a lemon, but it squirted me in the eye with it!
Saturday, September 10, 2005
Birthday!!!
Today is my birthday and I'm twenty years old. I never thought that I would make it this far. Now I'm only one year away from being able to legally drink. Not that I would go out and buy some beer, but just the fact that I would be able to purchase liquor is quite invigorating.
So, I've been watching the U.S. Open on T.V. and I've come to the conclusion that I need to do something with my life before it's too late. There are so many talented youngsters out there that have already accomplished more in twenty years then I will in my entire life time. Take, for example, the Olympic gymnasts. They're only 16 years old and they already have 3 medals! I don't even have one yet! Then there's those darn actors and actresses. They've got their millions before the age of twenty. I only have like 20 bucks! I'm definitely falling behind in this race that they call life.
I've been thinking of some different ways that I could obtain my medals and millions. There's a store up here in Rexburg that sells trophies and what not. I could go buy a medal that looks like a real gold medal and give it to myself. I would feel a little cheap though. So I thought that I would put together a contest and I could win my medal, but being the lazy person I am, I would have to go out and find people to join in on my contest and I would most likely lose anyway. Then I started thinking about how to get a million dollars because my job at stupid Dominoes is just not getting me the money. There's another place up here that I could sell my plasma at, but I could only do that twice a week and I would only get a whole whopping 40 bucks a week. So it would take me way too long and I would probably be dead before I go a million buckaroos. (People don't say buckaroo enough. It's a funny word and needs to be said more often. I think people should say it at least three times a day because it has been so under used these past decades.) The only other way I could think of to get a million dollars was to start robbing banks. Too bad I don't know anything about robbing banks, except for what I know from the movies. Plus, if I did decide to rob a bank I would most likely get caught and end up making a fool of myself on the hit T.V. show Cops.
I have now come to the conclusion that the world is made up of haves and have nots. Apparently, I'm a have not.
So, I've been watching the U.S. Open on T.V. and I've come to the conclusion that I need to do something with my life before it's too late. There are so many talented youngsters out there that have already accomplished more in twenty years then I will in my entire life time. Take, for example, the Olympic gymnasts. They're only 16 years old and they already have 3 medals! I don't even have one yet! Then there's those darn actors and actresses. They've got their millions before the age of twenty. I only have like 20 bucks! I'm definitely falling behind in this race that they call life.
I've been thinking of some different ways that I could obtain my medals and millions. There's a store up here in Rexburg that sells trophies and what not. I could go buy a medal that looks like a real gold medal and give it to myself. I would feel a little cheap though. So I thought that I would put together a contest and I could win my medal, but being the lazy person I am, I would have to go out and find people to join in on my contest and I would most likely lose anyway. Then I started thinking about how to get a million dollars because my job at stupid Dominoes is just not getting me the money. There's another place up here that I could sell my plasma at, but I could only do that twice a week and I would only get a whole whopping 40 bucks a week. So it would take me way too long and I would probably be dead before I go a million buckaroos. (People don't say buckaroo enough. It's a funny word and needs to be said more often. I think people should say it at least three times a day because it has been so under used these past decades.) The only other way I could think of to get a million dollars was to start robbing banks. Too bad I don't know anything about robbing banks, except for what I know from the movies. Plus, if I did decide to rob a bank I would most likely get caught and end up making a fool of myself on the hit T.V. show Cops.
I have now come to the conclusion that the world is made up of haves and have nots. Apparently, I'm a have not.
Monday, September 05, 2005
Pathetic
So, I had a roommate last semester who had a boyfriend. Big shocker. One night they were talking to each other and Alex said to Tiffany:
"I think I love you."
Then Tiffany told Alex:
"I don't love you."
Anyways, when Tiffany told me the story I couldn't stop laughing and I'm still laughing right now. It's been about 3 weeks and I'm still laughing!
"I think I love you."
Then Tiffany told Alex:
"I don't love you."
Anyways, when Tiffany told me the story I couldn't stop laughing and I'm still laughing right now. It's been about 3 weeks and I'm still laughing!
Wednesday, August 17, 2005
You stupid teacher
Okay, so I'm in the middle of this ridiculously long test for my Anatomy/Physiology class. First let me explain about my stupid teacher.
1. He pretty much is just stupid, but I guess I should explain more.
2. He tries to be funny, but everyone just looks at him and are confused at why he is saying such stupid crap.
3. I don't think he really knows anything about this subject. All he does is read out the textbook. I don't even know why I went to class in the first place.
4. He's fat. nuf said.
5. he's ugly.
So I guess those last two weren't really that fair to him, but life's not fair. So anyways, I'm trying to take this test and I feel like a moron because I don't know anything about what the questions are asking. Then I remember that the reason I don't know is because we didn't even discuss a single flipping thing on these two chapters in class. Plus this is supposed to be our final!!! He's such a doofus. Well I guess I should get back to my dumb test because if I don't do well on it I think I'm going to fail the class. That would pretty much suck because this is a class for my major. (health science).
1. He pretty much is just stupid, but I guess I should explain more.
2. He tries to be funny, but everyone just looks at him and are confused at why he is saying such stupid crap.
3. I don't think he really knows anything about this subject. All he does is read out the textbook. I don't even know why I went to class in the first place.
4. He's fat. nuf said.
5. he's ugly.
So I guess those last two weren't really that fair to him, but life's not fair. So anyways, I'm trying to take this test and I feel like a moron because I don't know anything about what the questions are asking. Then I remember that the reason I don't know is because we didn't even discuss a single flipping thing on these two chapters in class. Plus this is supposed to be our final!!! He's such a doofus. Well I guess I should get back to my dumb test because if I don't do well on it I think I'm going to fail the class. That would pretty much suck because this is a class for my major. (health science).
Monday, August 15, 2005
Home wrecker
So I'm up here in Idaho going to school. Just an innocent little freshmen in the big world of college and BYU-Idaho dating. I figure that I'm doing pretty well. I got a job at good ol' Dominoe's and I figure life is going pretty good. I figure that half the fun of college is dating, so I practice my flirting techniques or shall we say the lack thereof.
I figure I'm pretty good at picking up signals from the opposite sex, so I put my skills to the test. There was a cute guy that worked with me. He was funny and I loved to stare at his rippling biceps in awe. So I decided that he would be my ginny pig. I start out by making small talk and adding my two cents along in conversations with him, desperately trying to appear friendly, but not too friendly and funny, but not too funny. I think that this is working so I decide to step it up a notch. I smile at him and give him the eye and shove his shoulder as I laugh at one of his hilarious comments.
I was thinking to myself, "Man I am good, I'll probably get a date out of this!"
I completely psych myself up for this date that I'm expecting, when later in the week I discover when I'm in conversation with my test subject that he is MARRIED!!! I couldn't believe my ears when I heard the words:
"...My wife..."
come out of his mouth. (note the dot dot dot, because I was in such shock that I don't recall the rest of the conversation). I felt like such a fool and I was filled with disgust that I fell for a married man.
Many of you probably thought to yourself, "Why didn't she just check his left hand for a wedding ring?"
well I did, but you see, as a rule at dominoe's (stupid dominoe's) we are not allowed to wear any jewelry of any kind, including rings. I thought I was good to go, but he had already been claimed.
So pretty much one my first dating or shall we say "home wrecking" experiences at college was a major flop. And now I always check for a ring and if they have one, I don't say two words to them and I definitely steer clear of any touchage of any kind.
I figure I'm pretty good at picking up signals from the opposite sex, so I put my skills to the test. There was a cute guy that worked with me. He was funny and I loved to stare at his rippling biceps in awe. So I decided that he would be my ginny pig. I start out by making small talk and adding my two cents along in conversations with him, desperately trying to appear friendly, but not too friendly and funny, but not too funny. I think that this is working so I decide to step it up a notch. I smile at him and give him the eye and shove his shoulder as I laugh at one of his hilarious comments.
I was thinking to myself, "Man I am good, I'll probably get a date out of this!"
I completely psych myself up for this date that I'm expecting, when later in the week I discover when I'm in conversation with my test subject that he is MARRIED!!! I couldn't believe my ears when I heard the words:
"...My wife..."
come out of his mouth. (note the dot dot dot, because I was in such shock that I don't recall the rest of the conversation). I felt like such a fool and I was filled with disgust that I fell for a married man.
Many of you probably thought to yourself, "Why didn't she just check his left hand for a wedding ring?"
well I did, but you see, as a rule at dominoe's (stupid dominoe's) we are not allowed to wear any jewelry of any kind, including rings. I thought I was good to go, but he had already been claimed.
So pretty much one my first dating or shall we say "home wrecking" experiences at college was a major flop. And now I always check for a ring and if they have one, I don't say two words to them and I definitely steer clear of any touchage of any kind.
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