A Moment of Awkwardness.

My original plan for this blog was to document the things that happened in my day to day life that would excite my readers each day and give them a laugh. And then nothing exciting happened, and now I have a boring blog. But I do have one short story, not as hilarious as experiences of the past, but one of the more awkward things as of late.

Yesterday I was at my next-door neighbor and childhood buddy Michael's Homecoming from his mission in Columbus, Ohio. (He did an excellent job, he was a hard working missionary and I'm very excited to hang out with him the rest of this break.) After sacrament meeting was over I went to talk to my friends who had come to listen to Michael. There is one friend (I'm just gonna withhold the name) who can be hilarious, but make me behave very awkwardly. So I had gone through about all the hugs I can handle and talked a lot about finals, and finally came to this friend. Sometimes I don't know what to expect from this particular friend, especially in a greeting situation. Are you going to high-five? Hug? Are they going to try a cool "secret" handshake where the next move is only in their head? The possibilities are endless. So this friend pulls their arms out a little, and this could mean a handshake thing or maybe a hug, and I don't even know what I did, maybe went for the hug, then stopped half-way in anticipation for a handshake. I don't even know. And now this friend feels slightly awkward as well, because my hands are flying all over, not unlike what my roommate Madeline calls an awkward blob, and get super nervous and embarrassed and just put my arms down to my side and awkwardly say, "I don't know what's going on." To this, there is much laughter from onlookers around us, and this friend laughs way hard and gave me a big hug.

This moment was brought up a couple times the rest of the day, and that's probably not the last I'll hear of it, but I'm beginning to come to terms with it. But now I will never not be nervous to greet this friend in the future, maybe I'll sit them down and set rules for what can happen to avoid this situation at all costs. Or only ever greet people with one thing, like a handshake for everyone, a uniform hello, that everyone will know...because if there is one thing I hate, it is when I'm trying to go to bed and all the horrible moments of the day flash through my head, and this one will be there for a couple of days.