Monday, December 1, 2008

Singles Ward

I now understand why the phrase "singles ward" carries such baggage. I have been going to my stake's singles ward the past month and have met some awesome people. Most of which are girls who happen to go to church to learn.(Which I know, is apparently rare in a singles ward) And one or two normal boys. My personal favorite is someone we will call Bob. The first time I met Bob he was sitting in front of me in sacrament meeting and he introduced himself to me while looking around the room. I just assumed he was looking for somebody else and didn't think much of it. When he introduced himself to me for the second time a couple weeks later, was when I started to get suspicious of his people skills, or lack thereof. He sat down next to me at a table and started asking me all sorts of questions about what I'm in school for, how old I am, la dee da. And about 3 seconds into our conversation he started looking around again at who knows what around the room. I was confused, but he kept asking me questions so I kept responding until in the middle of my sentence he got up and walked away. I'm not exaggerating. In the MIDDLE of my sentence. I wanted to say "My 13 month old niece has a longer attention span than you, Bob. Feel free to go get that shiny object that so obviously captures your attention more than my droning" *Side note: I am fully aware that the "shiny objects" he is looking at are girls he finds more interesting. I look forward to the many more awkward encounters I will inevitably have with socially retarded people.

2 comments:

Amy said...

Hahaha. I wish I had some comforting words, but it only gets worse from here.

Mackenzi said...

Hahaha. Pretty funny, you'll have to tell me his real name next time I see you :) And also I wasn't aware that Halle aged 10 years over night, that would explain the text I sent to Marc this morning that said "If Halle wasn't 3 I'd say she had PMS. Hells Bells!" I'll let him know that it is a possibility ;)