Friday, March 18, 2011

Deal Breakers

Peleton (Alvarez, that's for you)

I had a friend tell me once that rather than having a list of qualities I'm looking for, it would be much more practical to just have a list of "deal breakers."  That way, as long as someone didn't violate any of the major crimes, they would still be a possibility, an option, regardless of what type of music they liked or milk they drank.  (Don't worry--those aren't actually on "the list.")

There ARE a few deal breakers.
I have recently been reminded of a few.

1.  You call me "Sister" or "Hermana" when you didn't serve with me?  Especially since I didn't get home within the last two weeks (although you may have....)
"Nice to meet you, Hermana!"
DEAL BREAKER

2.  You did know me as a missionary and years later refuse to use my real name or talk to me in English.  I mean, the greeting is one thing, but when you are whiter than I am and are loudly speaking in your "Chilean accent" in the middle of the store when we all know half the people understand you anyway?  That's just awkward.  Yes, I do keep up on my Spanish.  No, I will not be yelling it across Macey's.
DEAL BREAKER

3.  You end hanging out or a date with a handshake or high five.
Hey, if you're not ready for contact, I can respect that.

-Just wave and walk away.
-Stick your hands in your pockets and walk away.   -Give me an awkward side hug and walk away.

That could still be forgivable.  But you even think about starting that handshake?
DEAL BREAKER

I wouldn't risk adding anymore tonight.  After all, that might be someone else's...DEAL BREAKER.  ;)

1 comment:

  1. haha, LOVE IT!!! I forgot that your blog went private so I just thought you hadn't written anything in a while (hence all my comments on your posts...) Ah, peleton... so painful ... haha, or should I say jaja

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