Monday, February 13, 2012

Yes, I know, I'm super ungrateful

This past Sunday right after sacrament meeting, the bishop stood up and announced that everyone should remain in their seats for a brief presentation. I immediately froze and quickly tried to remember the date. Friday was the 10th because I had "Hang out with Ryan and Jon" on my google calendar, making  Saturday the 11th and Sunday the 12th. February 12th. The Sunday before Valentine's Day. Visions of awkward guys in used-to-be-white shirts and cartoon ties handing out carnations without making eye contact immediately danced through my mind. I hoped with all my heart and soul that I was wrong.

Unfortunately, I was not wrong. I was very right.

The bishop asked all the women to stand(!?). Then a dozen men wandered through the chapel handing out truffles and flowers. My fight-or-flight instincts immediately mobilized, and my eyes darted around for a way to extricate myself from the situation. There was no way out. Nothing to do but wait for a guy, who has never spoken a word to me, definitely doesn't know my name, and will likely never speak to me again, to flash a self-satisfied smile (look how sweet he is for being such a Valentine's Day charmer!) and hand me a generic gift.

To their credit, they were roses and not carnations.


Elisa said...

In my ward, the guys made dinner for the girls for a pre-Valentine's Day FHE. (I did not attend.)

The best thing about it was the email going around among the guys (I may have had it forwarded to me) where the organizer of the dinner said that the guys should do something nice to the girls for Valentine's Day since so many of the girls had "complete breakdowns" during testimony meeting last week.

Josephine said...

Elisa! I cannot believe that email!