Thursday, September 23, 2010

tacos and mortification

So Sunday I spend the afternoon making pork tacos and planning a nice Family Home Evening for my brother, his wife and my little niece. I invite my aunt and cousin to join us. Just as we are sitting down the doorbell rings. Space between the dining room table and said front door is about 8 feet so everything is within earshot to those sitting there. My brother gets up and answers the door and the "special guest" asks for Holly, that's me. I immediately know who it is and I hesitantly get up from the table and walk to greet him. There he is in all his glory, my date from two weeks ago. I'm thinking "Huh, didn't he take the hint when I didn't return phone calls or e-mails?" Nope!

Background: This guy took me on a nine hour date to Antelope Island. Granted he showed up with orchids...a nice touch but really I was done in about two hours after hearing just about ALL the details of his previous marriage and five kids. He proceeded to tell me his flaws and without exposing what those were on the internet let's just say I was quite overwhelmed with what he told me. It wouldn't have worked out...for so many reasons.

Anyway, back at the door I say "Hi. Sorry, we are just in the middle of family dinner."
He says, "I hadn't heard from you for two weeks so I just wanted to make sure you were ok."
I say, "Yep, I'm ok, we are just in the middle of family dinner" (cause I seriously had no idea what to say)
He says, "Ok, well you are standing in front of me so I guess I will take that as you are ok"

Then, he left. I walked in the house, knowing my family had heard this entire scenario and they are staring at me. Red faced and mortified I said, "Let's eat tacos"..."I don't want to talk about it".

EXPONENTIALLY AWKWARD!!!

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