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.
5 comments:
Hello Becky,
What a coincidence, I once knew a girl with your exact same name, and she’s going to BYU Idaho too. What an age we live in.
you stay away from my sister, rob.
Mat6t, if I didn’t stop for the police, what chance do you have?
that exact same thing has actually happened to me on more than one occasion. the servers at work don't wear rings because they get better tips if people think they're single. one time, i was even going to ask this guy out that very day when he all of a sudden started talking about his wife. at least i found out BEFORE i asked him out.
yeah, i was pretty much way embarrased! but hey, i have to admit that it was pretty funny.
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