A year ago today, I was in New York City for the 2010 National MUN conference with BYU. After a particularly long morning of caucusing, a few friends and I hit up a nearby Wendy's for some lunch. (For an authentic New York meal!) After finishing my crispy chicken deluxe meal, I got back in line to order a frosty. There was a dad in front of me who had the cutest little girl in tow. She was about four or five, and ran a little toy car back and forth across the counter as her dad ordered at the register. I kept looking at this sweet little girl on a mid-afternoon date with her daddy (how sweet!). I gave the man a smile.

"You know," her dad said, " . . . you are a lovely-looking woman."

Cue the scratching-record sound. What? Nice daddies don't makes passes on twenty-year olds at fast food restaurants! What do I do? Compliment him on something in return? . . .

"And you have the most beautiful little daughter!"

" . . . that's my nephew."

The next twenty seconds were painful. Oh, uh . . . he has very pretty hair! Has it taken him long to grow it? I wish my hair grew fast like that. That's so nice of you to take your nephew out for guy time! Are you going to the Yankees game later today? No? Okay!

Thankfully, my frosty arrived not long thereafter, and I skeedaddled my lovely little self right out of there.


  1. Oh my goodness, I agree! Not your fault you thought he was a she. This story did make me laugh, though. Funny in retrospect, but I'm sure awkward at the time :)

  2. One of my favorite games to play is "girl or boy." not going to lie, it can get quite challenging.

  3. Laughing out loud.....SO FUNNY!

  4. .............HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAA


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