Blind set up

Hello all! This blog is basically going to be me documenting the more interesting moments of my life.  Of course, if you know me, you know that my personal life is one giant mess.  I am the worst at social situations and, as a result, I either create or suffer through a staggering amount of very awkward moments.  I'm not the best of writers (also please forgive my grammar) but I will try my best to convey just how uncomfortable I felt. To start off, please allow me to tell the latest of my stories, which concluded just last night. PS- I may change people's name throughout my posts, just because I don't care about putting my humiliating moments online doesn't mean I should make that decision for others.

A friend of mine has been hooking up with this new girl, only things are a bit complicated between them, so I'm the only person in our group of friends that knows who she is.  As a result, james discusses erica with me a lot.  It turns out erica has also only told one of her friends, who also happens to be an RA, just like me.  Well, James gets this idea in his head that I should meet Erica's friend, Christine.  I thought this was a joke; I mean, do people still get blindly set up in this day and age?

Yes, yes they do; they get set up by their friends that really only want someone to double date with.  So there I am, sitting in the room with my friend Jessica.  I get a text from an unknown number that says, “Hi Gabe, this is Christine james’ friend. I’m taking a study break. Do you want to come by my room so I can meet you? J”  Jessica looks over my shoulder and immediately says, I know Christine, we are enemies.

So here I am, socially forced to go meet a girl I’ve never met, I don’t know what she looks like, and one of my best friends just basically told me she hates this girl. Also, I have to pretend like I don’t know about the very immoral nature of James and Erica’s relationship.  It couldn’t get possibly worse right? Wrong.

I go to my room to drop off my backpack, trying to hurry so I’m not late.  Of course, I run into two residents with questions for me. It isn’t their fault; they can’t possibly know I’m freaking out about purposefully heading into a super awkward situation. 

Then I run into my friend Adam, I can’t just say hi and keep walking because earlier in the day Adam was eating lunch in my room.  Something came up and I told him I’d be back in half hour.  Long story short (maybe I’ll write about this story another time), I got back to my room 3 hours later and he had left.  So I felt really bad about being a terrible host and since this was the first time I’d seen him since then, I had to go apologize.

This girl lives in one of the sketchiest residence halls on campus; it is like a maze.  It took me a good 5 minutes to find her room; I’m just knocking when my phone rings.  It is my dad! He rarely calls me and so I have to answer.  So, I look like a giant tool, talking on the phone when she opens the door, and to top it all off I don’t even say anything to her, I just gesture with my hand, point to my phone and walk a few feet away. Undoubtedly, one of my best first impressions. I end the conversation as soon as possible and head back to the room.  The first thing that happens when I walk in is that they take my phone from me.

My phone is my life…I immediately face a decisions, do I take my phone back or let them have it their way?  Due to my very unimpressive entrance, I decided not to make a big deal about the no phones rule.  Then I sit down on one chair, James is sitting on the other chair, and Christine and Erica are sitting on the bed.  Christine’s first question to me is, “you know Jessica right? What do you think of her?”  I pause as I remember Jessica’s words about Christine: We are enemies.

For those of you that don’t know, when someone rubs me the wrong way, like for example hating on one of my friends the instant I meet you, I’m not going to go easy on you.  I knew, and everybody in the room knew, by her tone of voice what she thought about Jessica and what answer she wanted.  I, of course, gave the wrong answer by exclaiming, “I LOVE Jessica!”  Her face fell and she says ok…I was on her bad side from then on.  What followed was a half hour where Christine attempted, badly, to hide her disdain for me; In the meantime, James and Erica were making sly comments and innuendos about hooking up later while I pretended not to understand them and Christine really didn’t understand them.

Later that night, to end the perfect night, James got a text from Erica: Christine thinks Gabe is lame!  It wasn’t like I really cared about her opinion, but still, I didn’t feel as if she had the right to judge me based on one interaction.