Adventures with Burger Boy and Sassy Girl

In my search for a singles ward I liked, I attended the Westminster ward in Salt Lake. It's a student ward my dad heard about through a friend in the bishopric. We met in a BEAUTIFUL building with stained glass windows and lovely artwork in the chapel. Why don't more of our meeting houses have stained glass windows? This ward had about 280 active members and I met only a handful of people in the month I attended. One of them was Tom.

Tom is Burger Boy. He looks like the Bob's Big Boy statue in front of those old restaurants, but without the adorable pompadour on top.
Unfortunately Tom is the only guy who approached me and asked me out. I look at this as practice. I can go on dates but don't have to date him. Work on making small talk with people I normally wouldn't interact with. {I'm working on a nice refusal, how does "It's sweet of you to offer but I'm not interested" sound? Too mean?}

I do my best to be unattractive without embarrassing myself for our lunch date. We go to El Matador and have mediocre Mexican food while listening to an oldies station. We talk about school, work, family and then delve into a lengthy temple discussion. The ironic thing is I was going out with this guy who wanted to have more deep conversations like that but it wasn't comfortable with him. With Burger Boy, it was nice. I hate that you can connect with someone and be so incredibly unattracted to them. I mean, his teeth look like kernels of baby corn... and they're gappy.

Come on universe. Throw me a bone! I am not hideous but I'm not hot. Can I get one of the same caliber as myself? *gasp* What if Burger Boy is my equal! This is when Sassy Girl gets on her rant of how she is not that ugly, sure she has a kink in her hair that won't straighten and larger pores on her nose than she'd like, and her thighs are a little meatier than she'd care for but come on! Burger Boy?! Seriously?

The date reminded me of a joke I used to tell in high school that has come back to haunt me. Men are like parking spaces. The good ones are already taken. The ones that are left are all handicapped.

PS - I'm hosting game night next week, should be a good post!