October 13, 2000 – Ward Talent Show

October 13, 2000 – Ward Talent Show

Not much happened at the Ward Talent Show. I read one of my works: For Those With Non Talent Show Talents. Rob was one of the main Activities Committee members, so he was in charge of putting it on, so he didn’t perform. He just moved pianos and stuff. One of my roommates, Chanel, turned to me and said, “Your boyfriend has a nice butt.” I agreed with her. I still remember Rob was wearing his white ribbed shirt and jeans. He’s so good looking. And I’ve always liked his butt.

Incidentally, I was under Rob in my calling. Rob was the Activities Committee Chair over service. I got called to the activities committee and all of us got a choice as to where we wanted to serve. I don’t remember what all the groups were, but there were three groups and I chose to go with service. I remember that meeting for a few reasons. First, I was pretty upset when people assumed I was choosing service because Rob was over that area. I debated choosing service because I knew that’s what people would think. But that’s not why I chose it. In fact, Rob being over that group was a reason why NOT to choose that, because I knew my intentions would be misinterpreted.

The other reasons I remember that meeting have to do with Rob. I remember asking Rob if I could see his planner. His planner is bright blue, red, and yellow, not the kind of planner I’d expect to see in Rob’s hands. I was impressed. And I remember what happened after the meeting. We were in the basement and before we walked upstairs I told Rob that I didn’t choose to be in his group because of him. He said he knew that. And then we walked up the stairs. I’m sure we were still flirting. I walked up right before him and he used that planner to give me a playful swat on the butt. I was not happy. I turned to him and chewed him out. “Why did you do that?” Rob didn’t say anything. “Why did you do that?” He said, “I dunno. I was just playing.” I told him that my personal space was my personal space and he wasn’t invited into it. I let him know that I did not think that was funny and I expected him to never do something like that again. … Rob was floored. I think he was apologizing to me for weeks. It was funny. But I set the standard that day and I have not ever regretted doing so. Rob knew where I stood and what I would and would not tolerate. There can’t be anything bad about that.

Actually, when I went to my temple recommend interview with Bishop Freeze, he asked if there was anything inappropriate in my relationship with Rob. I told him there wasn’t and told him that story. He laughed and said that was a little over the top, maybe. But that’s a better reaction than what I would have received if Rob and I had things to work out with a Priesthood holder.

written Spring 2006