A Comedy of Errors

There are times in this world where everything seems to click. Most of the time some things click, and some don't. Then there are times when nothing clicks into place at all. This is the case with Kathryn and me.

You may remember two or three Sundays ago Yizong brought his friend Kathryn over to my house to introduce us. The day didn't exactly go well as I was trying to play host to three people, made sure nobody blew themselves up, and watched out for a 1-year old. Three hours later, the 1-year old had her first scar courtesy of my cat, and Kathryn and Yizong had to leave. End result: we met, but only briefly.

Yizong tried again. Two Sundays ago he preached his ultimate sermon at RCC. He asked Kathryn and I to attend. We both came separately (why it didn't occur to any of us to have me pick Kathryn up is beyond me right now). I came; Kathryn was late and had her parents in tow, so there wasn't really time before the service for us to talk.

During the service, Kathryn asked me not to pass the communion paraphernalia to her (as she has not yet become a Christian). I knew that would produce controversy, but I did as I was asked. After the service there people more or less surrounded us. Kathryn and her parents were the curiosity, so everyone wanted to talk to her. I was the prodigal son, return to the pasture, so everyone wanted to talk to me. After we escaped, Kathryn said she had to run back to her apartment to make sure her rice cooker hadn't burned the place down. End result: no further progress.

SIDEBAR

Kathryn's refusal of communion impressed me deeply. There are plenty of people who would have taken the trays and shared communion whether or not they were Christian just to keep up appearances. Kathryn's refusal shows me that she respects our beliefs enough not to put up a charade and partake of something that, so far, means nothing to her. I wish all people were as honest and conscientious.

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As we were waiting for an appointment with a camera seller later that afternoon Yizong asked me if I got her phone number. I confessed I hadn't. Yizong was incredulous. He thought it should have been easy for me to get it after the second meeting. The catch is the circumstances just weren't right. How many guys ask for a girl's number under her parents' noses, in church, while trying to escape the mini mob surrounding us?

Moreover, Kathryn and I still haven't really met. We are both engineers (according to Yizong) and incredibly shy. Neither she nor I have any idea what we're doing in the dating scene. Yizong says he'll try again, but I don't know where it will go from here. If something happens it'll be an incredible stroke of luck. I'm about to start second shift work, so all my nights just became occupied, and neither she nor I still really know if the other is interested in pursuing any kind of friendship or relationship. Stay tuned folks, this could be interesting!