I walked briskly to class (everything on a cold morning happens briskly), reviewing in my mind all the math that might be required of me for the test. Briefly, I slowed down so the guy crossing the sidewalk in front of me could enter the building to my right. That’s where I thought he was headed anyway. Instead, he greeted me cheerfully and matched my focused steps.
He asked me what class I was headed to and replied with an, “Awesome!” punctuated by a fist pump when I told him, after which he informed me that calculus was probably his favorite class ever. He was nice enough and normal looking enough—you know, neither repulsive nor attractive—and in the next minute and a half I found out that he was also studying mechanical engineering and had postponed his graduation date for a year by missing only one prerequisite. This is the future I have to look forward to, folks.
When we arrived at the math building I told him that I was sure I would see him around to which he said, “I’m not sure I will, I mean, I’d like to…can I have your number?” My mind raced to find an adequate joke about how we just met but apparently I was so surprised that I had no choice but to politely comply. He promised he would call within the next couple of days and…he did.
That very afternoon, in fact, I got a call. He was planning a double date for the next day and was wondering if I was available…because, as it turns out, he had a friend in need of a date. Uh huh. Not to be intimidated by a double blind, I again politely complied.
…the date was fine—we hiked Ensign Peak and talked about family traditions, German culture, being “green”, and how many TV shows I watch that none of them have heard about—it only got weird when, at the end of the date, they both got out of the car to walk me to my door…
Since then I have run into my date and he has asked me if his friend—the one I met originally—had called yet. Apparently he was wanting to do something “in a week and a half or so.” I’m not sure which guy the getting together would be for but maybe that doesn’t matter. You know, I’ve never tried to date two guys at once. It seems like a challenging balancing act…an unfair balancing act. However, if all the dating is happening on the same dates…it really is too bad I’m not interested in either party.
10 comments:
I don't understand... did you go on a date with both of them? As in, there were TWO boys and ONE girl... You being the only girl? Why would they both walk you to the door? Do you go to the U of U or something? This is weird.
Wait so did you hug both of them when they walked you to said door? I wish I could have been there to see this. Especially since that would make the odds even weirder, but hey, then you'd get THREE hugs! Score!
Laura, that is too funny! I want to hear follow up. :)
You should have kissed them both to teach them to avoid such unpredictable dating behavior in the future. The poor freshman girls who will have to deal with this duo next month when they catch on that you're not interested......I like hearing funny dating stories; oh the memories.
He He He. I love your life. I want an update too.
What a life! 2 guys in one night. Too bad they are just average looking. Don't you think it would be much easier to turn down the next date with both of them if their physical appearance was so horrific that it caused you to scream in terror? Good luck!!
ugh! guys are so weird, laura! just know that YOU are the normal one; 98% of the guys at college have issues. just remember: you are normal, they are not.
Well odds are in the engineering program you will be the only woman in the class soooo brace yourself for future phone number moments.
Let's just say, when you got it, you got it. And, girl, you got it. Make 'em work for it.
I'm dying to know the other girl's response when they both walked you to the door. What a party!
Hi, I stumbled across your blog when I googled an image for girl sombrero. You're really funny. As for this particular situation, you should sleep with both these guys.
Happy New Year!
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