Background: Albert, approximate age 57, bushy mustache, slow, slow speaker, dishoveled appearance. His first words to me:Albert: You look like you could be on Broadway.
Me: Wow! Thanks, I have never had that compliment before.
Albert: You have a very...um...I mean with your hair (motioning wisps of hair)...you just....um....I don't know how to describe it....Not too many people look like you!
Me: Thanks?
20 minutes later....Albert: I mean, she (pointing to Sister Kristen Oaks (Dallin's wife) looks like the first lady.
Me: Michelle Obama?
Albert: No...the
Me: Yes, she does look like Laura Bush.
Albert: Yeah! But you, you don't look like anyone!
I think it is suppose to be a compliment??
Background:Wen-Long Wang AKA "Sasha", approximate age 46, Asian (in case you couldn't infer from the name). I had been looking back at another man that was behind Sasha (several times) and the last time, I noticed Sasha's seductive eyes...After the closing prayer...Sasha: Hi. I noticed you at the dance. I really wanted to ask you to dance, but you were always occupied and then I couldn't find you (note: he said some other things, but I could only decipher this much)
Me: Oh, yeah?
Sasha: And then I saw you sitting here and I saw you laugh silently with your friends.
Me: Oh.
Sasha: I really like your hair....it's just...one of a kind.
Me: Oh, yeah, it is kind of crazy!
Sasha: No, not crazy, beautiful. You must be the only one with this color in the room.
Me: No, I saw more red-heads.
Sasha: Well, a lot of you ladies look pretty from behind, but you, you turn around and your face...it's like no others!
Me: Thanks?
I don't even know how to end this post...THAT's how awkward it was!
