Every Lent I remind myself that in terms of restraint Catholics have probably the most soft-core fasts of at least the Abrahamic religions. Like damn I remember going to brunch with my Jewish bff during Passover. No BAGELS? at BRUNCH? That was true suffering right there; I can be a vegetarian once a week with no complaint.
The cute white boy from Red Bull walks up to me, “Can I ask you a personal question?’ I said, “Sure..” “Do you have a boyfriend?” I instantly felt my cheek heats. My face had to be borderline tomato red. I knew where this was headed. “No…” “Then can i have your number?” He had the most hopeful look in his beautiful hazel eyes. It made me even more nervous. “Ummm”, Is he serious? I am not wearing any makeup. This work shirt is two sizes too big. Are his eyes okay? “You don’t have to give it to me if you don’t want to..” “No no I’ll give it to you..” “You don’t sound too confident with that answer.” “The thing is I don’t date. I have never dated anyone.” “You have to start some time” I hate having to explain this. Some people just don’t understand it. “Growing up I never dated. Now that I am almost 20 I have come to the conclusion that I will get an arranged marriage.” “Is that a family thing?”, he asked with the most shocked eyes I have ever seen. “It’s family and culture.”, I responded shrugging my shoulders. He still had some hope, “Okay well, maybe we can just hang out or something..?” Maybe he will just keep it as friends, “Yea that sounds fine!” His smile grew 10 times bigger than it already was. God help me.