The Hunt

Right, so Sunday’s are beautiful things. I missed having Sundays to myself in Orlando, because most of the time I ended up working, and that was just no bueno. But now I’m back in Rexburg, and every Sunday is mine. And I love it. But I haven’t been in Rexburg on a Sunday in a long time, and I forgot a few things. Sundays in Rexburg are huge. Girls will plan for weeks in advance what they are going to wear, especially on that first Sunday.  Why you may ask? because we have warped this day of rest into a hunting day. It’s not just the women mind you, the entire population of Rexburg is on the prowl. Girls spend an extra 22 minutes getting ready curling that normally straight hair, or applying those smokey eyes for all extensive purposes of attracting a mate.  Then, upon exiting your apartment, you are instantly sized-up by the other girls exiting their apartments. They want to know what the competition is going to be. It’s an intense game, and you either play rough or go home…single. The guys are just as bad. They prowl down the halls at church their eyes practically bulging out of their heads with the copious amounts of females all over the place. It’s almost too much to handle, but bear it they will. Sacrament meeting is insane because that’s when ALL the guys and ALL the girls finally come together right now, over me, thank you John Lennon. That’s when the true game comes out. Not gonna lie, I have gotten pretty good at flirting with my eyes, and I may or may not have worked it out. It’s fine. But eye flirting is harmless, because nothing ever comes of it. It’s just fun to do in the moment. Which is why I’m an advocate. It’s fine. After church is over you have the younger girls in the ward who are still sticking around trying to look available while avoiding the desperate look. Then you have the older girls who are done with that scene who just exit the building in style, knowing that if a guy wants to see her, he will make it happen. Then you have the awkward guys who probably just got off their missions 3 months ago, and are still trying to delve back into the world of women and dating. They are the guys standing on the sidelines trying to look inconspicuous, while sadly every girl knows exactly what they are doing. We know that you want to talk to us, yet just haven’t quite figured out how. Let me let you in on a little secret there fools, we know your game, and we play it. Man up, and come talk to us. Chances are it won’t blow up on the first try. The rest is in your hands, but we will almost always grant you that first shot. Good luck. And so it was an interesting day back, nonetheless. Let the hunt begin. Thank you, and goodnight.