I want to be your last first kiss

Wednesday, January 28, 2009

Sometimes I feel as though people just tell me things, whether I invite them to or not. I don't know if you would classify this as part of my personality (hi my name is carla, please tell me your problems...) or what, and despite the fact that sometimes I hear spectacularly inappropriate things, most the time I actually really enjoy hearing people's stories.

At the pool today, there was a lady who just started talking to me. She was probably between 250 and 300 lbs. and she told me how's she lost 160 lbs. She says she's still huge and has a long way to go (which she does), but honestly 160 lbs is a lot! I mean, Biggest Loser alot. It's practically 1 1/3 of me or 4/3 or if you don't do math it's ALOT.

Anyhow, her size and story about her weight loss really weren't what interested me. She started telling me about her perfect daughter. (Honestly, sometimes it's hard to take parents seriously, because they all think their child is perfect. Well, except for mine, who probably hang their head in shame when being forced to admit that I attended BYU and that I currently wait tables for a living (although, that should provide endless material for their BYU jokes)). Ahh I digress.

So the daughter moved to Michigan to attend law school. Her first day in Michigan the landlords are not home to give her a key to her apartment, so she starts knocking on doors to see if she can crash in anyone's apartment for a bit. She knocks on one guys door and he invites her in. (From his angle, he was smitten from the get go). Well, she starts dating said guys roommate and her and the guy just become best friends. Long story, short (although, i believe to make a long story short, you just shouldn't tell it, but....) She ends up breaking up with the roommate, and the following sunday this guy that she has become friends with is speaking in sacrament. He's giving his talk and starts discussing how "by small and simple things are great things brought to pass," things that could change the course of your life and perhaps even eternity. Then, from the pulpit, he asks her out, knowing that she had just broken up with her boyfriend and this was his shot. She says yes, blah blah blah, and now they're married. (The blah's are not comparable to Elaine's on seinfeld, these are mormons we're talking about).

Fascinating story. I think, deep down, there is this part of me that wants to be a hopeless romantic and swoon over perfect timing and the potential romantic comedy in that situation, but I can't help but wonder what I would have done had I been the girl.

Cynic that I am, I probably would have been a little creeped out.

And thus... I continue to be single.


elizabeth said...

I would have been really creeped out, but even more so I would have never knocked on doors asking for a place to crash! I thought the story was going to end in trajedy, which I'm glad it didn't. You're so funny Carla!

Emily said...

Um...where in Michigan did she move? And how did she find thse randoms in her apartment building that also happen to be Mormon? I'm slightly confused.

But do you know where in Michigan she moved. There are only a couple singles wards in Michigan. Maybe it was my old ward. That would be too funny.

P.S. - the word verification for this comment is "sucks". how funny is that?

Heather said...

Yes, that is creepy.... but part of me is a hopeless romantic, and I can so see Sandra Bullock staring in this movie :) You should get the movie rights and then make a million off of it

jamie said...

he asked her out from the pulpit? why couldn't he just ask her out like a regular person? okay, so i have no "romantic heart" as my friends tell me, but i guess i can kinda see how this is romantic...in a really creepy way.

Shells said...


(this is the cuz, Mishelle and yes .. I blogstalked to find you)

HOWEVER ... The story .. HILARIOUS! I enjoyed it and laughed through its completion.

Thanks for that :)

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