My Sophomore year I had an FHE brother named Jimmy (names have been changed to protect the awkward), but between semesters we moved across the parking lot into a new ward. (Consequently the ward Jimmy and his roommates had been in the year before.) We still hung out with these boys from time to time, and it appeared Jimmy might have had a little crush on me. Well he had a mustang and so he was going to take me for a ride and then go get ice cream.
I was standing on the balcony one day as he pulls up and so I called down to him asking when we were going to go for ice cream. So he starts to come up the 1/2 flight of stairs and I meet him half way. He give me a hug. And then he doesn't let go.
He is a portly fella, so I am not really sure where to put my hands. I didn't really wanna hold on to his... well my brother in law calls em flaps. As we are standing there hugging he is talking but all I can think of is that I am being one of those people that make it REALLY awkward for someone else to use the stairs and I am not even interested in the guy-that and I still don't know what to do with my hands. After the episode is over I bound up the 3 stairs and back to my apartment.
He goes downstairs picks up his date and drives off.
AWKWARD.
Why he was hugging/holding me on the stairs 14' feet and 30 seconds away from his date, I am not sure.
That girl and I never became friends...
5 comments:
HAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAHHAHAHAA! Oh...Jimmy. That was a good story. Always has been, always will be. He's getting married now btw.
That doesn't sound like a hug- but a cling!
thats what made me think of this story Les. :D
hope he doesn't have any hugging incidents with the neighbors after he says "I do".
I find this whole story your fault since you wanted to get icecream with the big boy in the first place. Couldn't you find someone with real skinny legs like in Karalee's blog pic?
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