Yes folks, that was what today was...an awkward Sunday. It all started when I had my interview in order to get a new temple recommend. We'll call this man Bro. P. (who is a very nice man and I am in now way trying make him look bad nor do I think badly of him...I laughed a lot at the things he said and I hope you do too). Anyways, so Bro. P. sat down with me and was asking me the typical get-to-know-you questions and our conversation went something like this:
Bro. P.: What ward are you in?
Me: Garland 4th
Bro. P.: Are you single?
Bro. P.: Why don't you go to the singles ward?
Me: I did until I turned 31.
Bro. P.: Oh, I didn't think you were a day over 25.
Bro. P.: You don't do anything with the older singles I presume?
Bro. P.: Well, I'm not going to tell you that you should because most of those people are in their 50s and it would be nothing but older men hitting on you and that wouldn't be good.
Me: Thank you.
Bro. P.: I know there is a group between 30 and 40 that get together and do things, do you ever do anything with them?
Bro. P.: There's a single guy that I know from another ward who is around your age...
Me: Are you talking about D.B.? (I am only going to refer to this guy as D, but I'm sure if you think hard enough, you might be able to figure out who it is...if not, ask me in person and I'll tell you)
Bro. P. (as his face lights up): You know him?
Me: Yes, D and I have been friends for a really long time. I've known him since he got home from his mission.
Bro. P.: Marry him.
Me: Uh....I don't want to marry D. We're just friends. I am not interested in him that way and besides, he's not the right guy for me.
Bro. P.: Well, okay. But don't wait around for Mr. Perfect. Find someone who is right for you but they won't be perfect.
Me in my head: Like I haven't heard that before! I'm 31 for crying out loud. You think this is the first time anyone has ever given me that advice?
Me in real life: Yes, I know :)
Okay, enough of awkward Sunday part 1. Let's now move on to part 2...
I get to church and am sitting on my favorite pew...the back pew. A man and his wife sit down next to me and introduce themselves. They are very nice and then the brother asks me if I am here alone or if there are other people with me. I tell him no, I'm alone and then he says "Awwwww!!! (like I just told him that my puppy died) That's terrible! We'll find someone for you!"
Then there were just a myriad of hymns today at church that were all at least two octaves higher than anyone could sing so we (well, them cause I didn't sing) sounded extremely pathetic whilst singing...
It was just one of those days.