Institute

I thought it would be beneficial to attend an institute class, not for social purposes (yet) since I'm not officially single, but for a spiritually uplifting hour and a half plus I get away from my parents.

I tried the Bountiful institute class just down the mountain from me, but it was basically high school continuation; I felt like the chaperon. All the children in the class were talking about how they're leaving for their mission in 3 weeks. I am almost 10 years old than these kids! That was a bit depressing. So the week after I went to the University of Utah Institute class, they have a class specific for 25-35 adults.

I sat in the middle of the row so people can fill in, I hate when people sit on the end and you have to crawl over them. Just scoot in people. Anyway, I'm listening to the lesson about the infinite atonement and this guy sits down 2 seats away. Then he scoots over to one seat away. I'm sitting rather slouched and leaning towards the chair between us with my hand on the seat kinda propping me up. He leans over and drags a finger of the back of my hand to get my attention and made some comment. That took me by surprise to say the least. Then he did it again. And again. Then instead of dragging a finger across, his hand sort of rested on my hand.

Now at this point a few thoughts are going through my mind. 1. Have I been out of the game so long that this normal? 2. Do I look that innocent and naive that this guy thinks he can touch my hand and I'll be ok with it? 3. What does he want? 4. Why is the only decent looking guy end up a total creep? (seriously, all the other guys look like dopes)

So the class end and I start putting chairs away and he's going on and on about nothing. I start to walk over to the snack area he follows, talking all the time. Then I say, I'm going to leave, he says he'll walk me to my car. I politely turn that down but he says he's also walking out. I figure, there are tons of people around he's not going to kidnap me or anything. So turns out he's parked right next to me. Lovely. We stand there talking about work, living in Bountiful, etc and all of the sudden he's holding my hands. Uhhh yeah definitely not normal. And he start talking about how he wishes he could say the perfect thing. About what?! Then he wants to show off is new stereo system, opens all the doors and starts rocking out to U2- "With or Without You". I felt like I was on candid camera. Thinking, is this really happening?

Then he bring the hands up to his chest area, holding mine all the while, which I didn't mind b/c it was cold (probably 25 degrees out) and I didn't have gloves. He starts swaying to the music. Then I started to look around for cameras or people watching. No one watched, they walked by as if this was normal! In the end we parted ways, he asked for my phone number and I gave him Adam's. I thought it'd be funny for Adam to get a call from a guy I met here. Mean I know.

I drove home that night thinking I needed to work on my, "if you're a creep don't bother" look.