Funny Story #2

Hey Everyone,
Well, don't have much to do so I thought I'd blog a bit. I was going to visit an old friend tonight but they had to travel out of town for work at the last minute...so here I am. I think it's for the best; I set a goal to post 15 times this month...not sure why, just felt I should set a goal for something.

Anyway, here is another story. I thought of this story because the person it's about just recently added me as a friend on Facebook. So, enough intro, here's the story...

I had just gotten off work at the pharmacy. I'd graduated from high school about 2 years before, so the year was 2002. I was eating dinner with my friend James. We had just closed the pharmacy for the night and were both hungry. I was pretty sick at the time, I didn't really feel all that sick, but I had a very runny nose and I was sneezing all the time--I sounded way sicker than I was.

Anyway, as we sat down for dinner my friend Natalie walked past and recognized me. We hadn't seen each other since high school. She was a very pretty girl that had dated my friend through most of high school.

She sat down at my table and we caught up for a bit. She let me know pretty blatantly that she was single now and she thought we should do something sometime. I was totally cool with the idea cause the only thing that ever kept me from asking her out was her dating my friend (admittedly a big thing).

Now, this was back before I had a cell phone (I didn't get one of those till after my mission) so we started floundering trying to find a place for her to write her number down. We looked around for a bit and then finally found a napkin for her to write her number on.

Okay, so everything is going great, right? I just met an old friend, an old very attractive friend, and we're making plans to go on a date sometime soon and catch up....only one problem. I'm still sick.

During this whole conversation my nose was getting more and more out of hand, but I wasn't sniffling ,and I certainly didn't want to rub my snotty nose on my sleeve (at least not in front of her), so I just sat there collecting snot....while my need to blow my nose became more insistent.

She just stayed there way too long and I kept on looking around everywhere and there was nothing, absolutely nothing, to blow my nose on...I was doing a pretty good job I thought--I was holding it in casually enough that she couldn't tell there was an avalanche of snot just waiting at the gates, ready to come out...and the conversation just kept on going, and going, and going, while my need to blow my nose kept on getting worse and worse and worse.

Well, eventually, mid-sentence, I realized I couldn't put off blowing my nose any longer. I scanned quickly for something, anything, to blow my nose on, but I only saw one thing I could use...the napkin with her phone # on it.

I had a split decision to make, I could either let my nose drip (more like pour) everywhere, or I could blow my nose on the napkin she'd just written her number on--I chose the napkin.

So, right after getting a girl's phone # I picked up the napkin and blew my nose on it. Without the aid of the internal dialogue I've just shared with you she had no idea how to take what I'd just done. Her eyes just got really big and she just stared at me like I was the biggest jerk in the world and she said something like "well it was good to see you, take care." Unfortunately I thought the moment was pretty funny...so I started to laugh.

Now, one lesson I've learned since then is to not laugh when you've offended someone because they normally don't see the humor the same way you do. Unfortunately, her indignation just made the situation that much funnier. I tried to explain my situation but she got up and left before I got very far...

In my defense my friend couldn't stop laughing either.

After about a week I tried calling her, but strangely, we never went out.

I know, I know...I'm real smooth.