I was talking to Bobby this afternoon and telling him that I have no idea how I was able to lure him in. I managed to humiliate myself in front of him a lot in a very short amount of time! I guess I'm lucky that he finds all of this very endearing.
After Bobby and I had been dating exclusively for a few months, he asked me to go with him to a formal dance when we were at Ricks. As evidenced by the pizza story, my friends and I were kind of cheap in college, and we thought it would be fun to sneak into the dance instead of paying for tickets like everyone else. No, I'm not proud. I was only eighteen! Okay, whatever, so maybe I was nineteen. Anyway, the dance was held in the Hart auditorium, and we snuck in by way of the ground level, made our way up the stairwell and snuck into the dance. We waited until we thought the way was clear and tried to blend into the crowd, but we weren't as sly as we thought, and someone was onto us. Now, to further illustrate just how embarrassing this moment was, I feel the need to include that I was a Relief Society president in my ward that year, and I can remember seeing fellow RS presidents from the stake there who had paid for their tickets. I also recall seeing members of my ward, classmates, and other acquaintances. Bobby and I were dancing in the middle of the floor when two students with a power trip came up and told us we would have to leave the dance, and then they proceeded to escort us out! Right in front of the eyes of so many of my college peers! I could have died, but looking back, I can appreciate just how hilarious it was.
I realized today that I've already written about one of my most embarrassing moments in one of my earlier posts about the night Bobby and I met. For the 2 x 4 story, click here.