Thursday, June 04, 2009

Most Memorable Pick Ups

7. My very first pick up at BYU began with..."Don't I know you from somewhere?" Can it get more original? He later told me he had his eye on me while I was having lunch with a friend. I disappeared soon after to go to my class only to emerge an hour later. I saw him from the corner of my eye and knew at once he was headed for me.

6. Can't go to BYU and not have a fifth floor library experience. I was on the fifth floor of the library. Being a newbie at the university, little did I know that not much studying happens on the fifth floor. A guy comes up to me for some small talk. He served in Asia somewhere. I was sensing a little Asian fever from him. A couple weeks later I saw him in the same room I was studying in at the library. I tried my hardest to hide behind someone with no luck. A few years later while I was a missionary in the MTC, he was an MTC teacher and I saw him. I swear he was going to ask me out again.

5. I was waitressing when a guy, a really cute guy actually, asks me if I'm wearing a fake engagement ring or if I'm really taken. I just laughed. In Provo, there is ALOT, I mean ALOT of ring finger glancing! Anyone else agree?

4. Not your typical pick up. I had a job where I helped people with mental disorders or brain damage in their daily activities. I was at one of my clients apartment when in comes three Hispanic guys. I soon figured out that my client was prostituting for money. In Spanish one of the guys asks his friend, "Do you think she's one of them?" talking about me. GRRRR. He sits down next to me. I soon left and my higher ups heard from me!

3. I was at Smiths in Provo putting my cart away when up drives the one and only Itula Mili in his big truck and says, "My friend (as he nods to the big guy sitting next to him) wants to know if you have a boyfriend."

--Maybe the guy was self conscious about his English skills or something but come on!! At least do your own dirty work.

2. I was making the long trek across campus to my car heading home after class. There was a little, blonde guy following close by. He catches up and starts a conversation. He walks me to my car. He asks me my name and how to spell it. Then he asks for my number. I had a hard time avoiding that question since I didn't want to hurt his feelings and make things even more awkward. So I gave it to him. I had just moved and got a new number too. Folks,WITHIN the hour, he called me and said, "You gave me the wrong number." Oops, I accidentally switched a couple numbers, but not on purpose. The nerve of some people. He called several times to get a date with no success. A couple months later he calls me one last time and after I came up with another lame excuse he says, "Well, you have to give me credit for trying."

Well I'll give him that. But, Ericson ladies, a word of advice..... Don't give out your number to guys you're not interested in.

Just as a side note, this was not the only time some guy made sure to get the spelling of my name. BYU had this information line you could call and get people's info. They're address, phone number, even their freaking schedule!!! I'll admit I probably stocked someone once or twice.

And finally

1. I was a waitress at Dennys where I have never been picked up more in my life. The caliber of men there is amazing (sarcasm). Anyways, I had just hit a parked car and left a dent. Hey, I'm a woman, an Asian woman, from California...give me a break. My windows were caked with ice and the guy was illegally parked. I went into the restaurant to find someone who would drive an old, old car. I saw a young guy in a long, black trench coat and asked him if he owned a car that looked like..so and so. He said yes. Me apologetically "I just hit your car and I dent it, do you want to come out and look at it with me?" Nonchalantly he replied, "sure." So we go out there and I'm like can I give you some money for the damage? He tells me not to worry and he'll just hammer it out. I felt terrible. Can I pay for your meal at least? Sure he says. And then he asks me out. geesh. How do you get out of that one?

9 comments:

Chris said...

#1 - How do I get out of it? Simple...you were engaged to me at the time? What do you mean how do I get out of it? You better have gotten out of it! :P

Marisa said...

I can't believe you remember all those, I was trying to think of any times I got picked up and all I could think of is Carson asking if I wanted to study with him! That was super funny about being female, Asian and Californian, it took me a minute to realize that people talk negatively about all 3 of those categories when related to driving! I only have one of the three, what's my excuse?

lucy said...

Chris, I had just hit his car and now I was turning him down? He could at least have gotten a good make out;0). I did tell him I was engaged but I felt really bad doing it!

I probably shouldn't stereotype but it's my excuse for being such an absent minded driver sometimes. I'm probably the one who causes accidents and oblivious to it all drives on without even knowing the wreckage behind me.

CUTRER said...

Well girl at least you got hit on in collage. I was hit on by some pimple teenager that worked at the dollar movies last month, does that count? Sure I think it was the braces :)

D said...

Cute post. What guy could resist some who look like Lucy Liu.

Bobby said...

I didn't know Chris was friends with Itula Mili and now that you say it... He does look mexican. And i can't believe you hit his old blue Cavalier!

jkziel said...

Wow, you are one hot chica.

Carson Calderwood said...

Sweet post, glad I'm tall so that I don't get mistaken for the short blond guy.

Supergabesmomma said...

Ha, ha - that was a funny one! Being a cute, single girl can put you in some really awkward situations. I shudder to think of the old days and the many uncomfortable come-ons! Another reason to love being married.