My ward has created a dating council to facilitate dating within our ward. The idea behind the council is that they will provide activities where dating can occur. They will plan it and provide all the necessary materials for an enjoyable evening and we just show up. We can a.) Ask someone to go with us ourselves, b.) ask to be set up with someone specific if we are too afraid to ask, or c.) just put our names down to be randomly paired with someone else who doesn't care who they go with. They alternate between girls and guys choice. The entire idea is to provide a stress and pressure free environment where it is understood that it is a "ward activity" date.
This month, on the 15th there will be such a date night. We will meet at Kaity Beauregard's farm for some hay rides, pumpkin carving, a haunted corn maze, and smores and who knows what else. This date is girls choice. Alison and I thought it would be nice to set an example to the dysfunctional men in our ward to go ahead and ask someone, to show how easy it is.
I decided to ask Bill Edwards. He's the ward executive clerk assistant or whatever the hell the calling name is. (I really don't know, he counts people in sacrament meeting and helps out with tithing... you tell me.) I've talked to him a couple of times, we know who each other are and I thought it would be nice to ask someone I know I'm not really interested in, make it even less stress free right? So on Sunday night while everyone was skyping, I called Bill. He didn't answer and I didn't leave a message. Five minutes later, he called me back and this was our conversation:
"Hey, this is Bill..."
-"Hey Bill, this is Katy from the ward."
"Which Katy?"
-"Ha, thats right, there are about 12 of us, Katy Taylor."
"Oh hey how's it going?"
-"I'm doing alright. Hey, I was wondering if you would go with me to the ward date night on the 15th?"
LOOOOONG pause...
"Uhh... Yeah?... Uhhh.... I guess?.... sure.... yeah... yes."
-"Are you busy that night or do you have other plans?"
"Well no, I was just going to go to the activity by myself, I didn't have a date."
-"Oh, are you on the dating council too?"
"No, I was just going to go and hang out."
-"Oh, its just you sounded really hesitant."
"Sorry, I mean yes. We'll go, we'll do the whole shebang, it will be fun."
-"Okay, well where do you live?"
"I live out in Conroe where the activity is."
-"Well lets just meet there. That makes more sense."
"Okay, you really sound like you know what you're doing."
-"Well I have had a lot of experience doing this kind of thing. You can tell from the authority in my voice. Well I'll call you as it gets closer to the date night and we can work out details. I'll maybe wear a name tag so you recognize me."
"Haha, I know who you are."
-"Okay, see you later"
"See you later."
Click.
Boys are dumb.
This is Bill in the red circle and Kaity Beauregard in the yellow circle who's farm we will be congregating at. Its funny, it looks like a fan was conveniently set up to blow her hair just so in this photo.
Right now I want to call him back and cancel because he was being such a doofus about saying yes. I think dating is dumb and don't want to go anymore. What's the point eh? I'll let you know what I decide. Congratulations to all of you who are married now. To all of you who are still single, maybe we can find a way to be happy without a significant other? I mean, it may frustrate the plan of Heavenly Father completely, but when you look at your options and how you have to get there, it kind of seems worth it to be alone and miserable...