Blast From the Past

So last Friday found me at Scot's office party -- sounds delightful, right? Well, actually it was, but that really isn't what this post is about.

So, I have met most/all of Scot's co-workers, but not all their spouses. We were talking with one female co-worker initially & of course introductions were made between myself & her husband...upon which I thought, "he looks familiar" but didn't really think much of it. As the night progressed though we were both giving each other the sidelong glance of "I know you from somewhere."

Finally we had a chance to sit & talk, where of course we tried to figure it out. I tell him I'm from here & went to high school here. Nope...hmm, I went to this community college & that university. A-ha...he went to the same community college & we're both Mormon, so the connection is getting closer. I mention that I dated so-and-so. The light bulb goes on..."oh he married my sister's room mate." Settled.

That must be where we know each other from them. He's the common thread. But still in the back of my mind, I'm thinking, nah, that's not it. I never met him when I was dating so-and-so. Is he just an acquaintance, related to this other friend who has the same last name? Hmm, I was still mulling over the other possibilities, when Scot rejoins our table {after fetching me a beloved Diet Coke...that I quit drinking, but that is another post for another day}.

I quickly inform Scot that I know his co-workers spouse & "isn't that funny." Scot, without hearing how we know each other, replies, "oh yeah, he lives where you grew up." AHA! So, I have another area to research.

I come out with it that I don't think I know him from the guy I dated in college. He mentions where he went to high school, I attended a neighboring one. He is a couple years older, I ask if he knew my older sister...nope. hmm. Then we get to the church stuff. What stake, what ward. It turns out we were in the same stake -- he was in the same ward as an old crush {oh dear, did I just say that?!?} and all my fears came true...that old "crush" was the common thread. It all came rushing back much to quickly. Those awkward 14-year-old stake dances, where I was probably standing around like a fool hoping his friend, who I had a crush on {crap, I said it again} would ask me to dance. He was there...I remember. I remember it all too clearly.

But for the record, I was actually friends with his friend I had a crush on...like he asked me to dance & we hung out & stuff, but still I know I was a total dweeb. {look I have even reverted back to talking like a 14-year-old...in my like embarrassed state} And now I run into a guy 12 years later that knows me from my 14-year-old brown corduroy overall wearing days...oh geez. Can I get another Diet Coke please? I was so hoping to forget those days. {Hopefully he is true to guy form & doesn't remember what I was wearing!}

PS - For those old-schoolers {Bri, Hailey, Nat...you know who you are} I'm sure this is all freaking hilarious to you...so go ahead and laugh your little heart out.