#14

• • Who wants to hear a story?
    
    C'mon..I know you all do. I mean, who doesn't want to hear a crazy story about a failed attempt at a relationship and a silly boy who will never get married?
    yes, it is one of those stories, and Its a fun story to tell.
    
    First I want to give props to my girl Sheii. She was the one to tell me that I should never judge a boy based on his resume,-however, I didn't listen and I had to learn the hard way.
    
    
    This is my story.
    
    Let me just give you a heads up. I'm not going to name his name, even though I would love to have a Taylor Swift moment and give a tell all. But I won't do that, so just so you know- Ben Lawson is a fake name. 2nd, to all of those who know this person, I do not hate him at all. I'm merely grateful for him, and for the lesson that I learned because of him. So thank you for teaching me a lesson I'll never forget.
    
    So hear you go. #14. " Don't judge a boy buy his resume."
    
    It all started when I moved to Chicago. I had broken off my previous relationship and was ready for a "challenge"-whatever that means.

     I was sick of the " Utah boy" and thought that the "Chicago boy" would be so much more distinguished and classy than the Utah boys that I had dated.
    
    
    But of course, the only ones that I met were extremely attractive  boys and graduates from BYU.
    
    
    Typical.
    
    
    2nd day in Chicago. I met this boy. He was cute, and nice. I was easily impressed, and as I got to know him I started checking off my list of 

     "Qualities I want in my future husband." 
    The list included: 
    Smart,
    good looking, 
    RM, 
    ripped abs, (hahah just kidding) 
    tall, 
    older (like late 20's) 
    funny
    spoke Italian, 
    hard worker. 
    Likes Chick flicks - His favorite?  Pride and Prejudice. My favorite. :)
    
    
    (okay, stop judging.) 
    
    
    To me he had it all. 
    And to be be perfectly honest, the boy even had the General Authorities and The Proclamation to the Family on his wall - such a catch. Well, at least I thought so.
    
    
    Problem was.. His lack of dating skills.
    
    
    Date #1. Dinner, hot tub, massages. ( I promise, it wasn't dirty) 
    Date #2. Oh, actually that didn't happen.
    Date #3. ya, didn't happen either.
    
    actually, we didn't go on any more dates. But yet, I still was enthralled by the fact that he met all of my qualifications.
    
    What ended up happening  was the usual 11:00pm calls on Tuesday and Thursday( sketchy), the awkward hugs and conversations at church, and the random weekend movie and snuggle sessions( oh, and did I mention that he never once walked me down to get a cab or called me to make sure that I got home safe?) Pathetic? I know.
    Of course that should have  been a HUGE red flag to me, but I was listening too closely to the pitter patter of my little heart than the logic in my brain. 
    
    
    So,I gave it 3 months ( I wanted to practice my patience.) nothing happened. Still no answers, no commitment, no real dates even. nothing. It got old, and then I knew " Amanda, he's just not that into you."
    
    
    All I could think about was how annoyed I was, and how I only wanted to listen to Beyonce's " Who run the world? (GIRLS)" and eat my chocolate.  And when I finally told a friend about the 

    situation; she confessed to being treated the same way by the same exact boy, and she also knew of girls who he had done the same thing to as well.
    Being Furious with the idea of being played,  I decided to think of plots of revenge, for instance - hitting him in the face with a pie or putting laxatives in some brownies to give to him. (none of which I did, I just liked the idea of revenge.)
    But on top of that, he already had a name. People called him the "Ben Lawson experience."  
    I also came to find out that he was flying girls out from their town to come visit him in Chicago so they could partake of the  
    " Ben Lawson Experience".
    
    Naturally, I decided to stand up for myself and tell him what I thought.
    He denied the whole idea of it( of course) and tried to convince me that he would never do such a thing and that I was beautiful, and one of a kind  and would never do that to a daughters of God.( Boy, he was cheesy)
    
    
    To make a long story short,  I gave him a piece of my mind. Ran into him 2 weeks later while in Utah, and then found out he was also dating my Visiting teaching companion the same time as he was dating me.
    
    So I learned. I will never, ever, ever base a boy off of his impressive resume. 
    
    
    I also will recognize when a boy is just not that into you. 
    
    
    Good thing I learned this lesson while I was young. jeesh. hahah
• The End.