Thursday, October 31, 2013

Say "no" to BYU Police.

Do you want to know my feelings on the BYU Police?  Well, here you go:

I don't like them.  Not one bit.  I could leave it at that, or I can explain myself.  I will use just one story, from today.

I work in the Conference Center on campus.  Today we had a work party and I was asked to bring food.  Because it is a 15 minute walk from my apartment, and because I was carrying food, I decided to drive.  This is rare first of all.  And second of all, when I got to work there were no open "Y Lot" spots (student parking).  Knowing that I work in the Conference Center, seeing that there are open Conference Center parking spots open, and realizing that I've parked there many times before and have never been cited, I decided to park there.

Bad idea.

After work, I went to my car and had a $50 parking citation.  Are you kidding me?  This is how I felt on the inside:




So now I have an important decision to make:
  1. Appeal it
  2. Pay the reduced amount of $35
  3. Appeal it, not get that approved, and pay whatever amount they set
Thoughts anyone?


Wednesday, October 30, 2013

What are friends for?

You could say that we care quite a bit about one another at work - we are deeply concerned for one another's eternal salvation.  This leads to some interesting dating stories and lots of relationship advice (we all have our opinion on matters, but just want to help!).

Anyway, yesterday Jesse came into the office bragging about how he had two tickets to the 100th anniversary of the Boy Scouts celebration at the Conference Center in SLC.  He didn't need them because he was performing with the drumline (He's kind of a big deal).  Unfortunately, no one wanted them.  Which is where the real story begins.

We veered away from the tickets and his performing, and inquired as to how his date went over the weekend.  He said it went well, but that he didn't think it would work since she lives in SLC.  And we blew up - a 40 minute drive is not the big of a deal, especially if you like the person!

We then asked if he had asked this girl to go to the performance at the Conference Center (he does have two tickets, remember), and he simply said, "No."  Again, we blew up.  He is going to be in Salt Lake where the girl he likes lives, why not take full advantage of that.  He kept coming up with excuses like not having a ride back with the drumline, how he would have to take the FrontRunner back, and it would just be so late.  Boo hoo.


Here is a short version of mine and Jesse's conversation:

Ayris:  "Jesse, I will pay for your trax ride back AND pick you up at the FrontRunner station - even if it is 2 o'clock in the morning!  Call her and ask!"

Jesse:  "Ayris, I can't take your money.  And I can't ask you to pick me up."

Ayris:  "I'm not kidding.  Here is $10.  Call her.  Then let me know when you get back and I will come get you - even if it's 2 o'clock in the morning!"


He reluctantly took my money (and then put it back in my coat pocket when I wasn't looking) and we all pitched in on how he should ask her.  We decided that he needed to send her a text simply saying when she had a free minute to let him know because he had a question for her.  It took a while to create the "perfect" message, but we all worked together and accomplished the goal - and the message was sent!

Not five minutes went by before she texted back, "I am free until 1. Whats up!"  That is a girl who is excited for whatever question Jesse was going to ask.  So Jesse called her, turns out she had something to do during the performance but came back with, "But we could do something after."

Mission accomplished.

In all honesty, with everything that was going on yesterday I kind of forgot that I said I would go get him..  And when Jesse texted me at 10:50pm saying that the next FrontRunner didn't leave until 11:50pm, I knew that karma had come back to bite me in the butt.  Leaving Salt Lake at 11:50 would put him back in Provo at about 1 o'clock in the morning - woot!

Obviously I went to go get the kid.  I may have been half asleep, which probably didn't make for safe driving, but oh well!  I said I would and I am a woman of my word - even at 1 o'clock in the morning!

He was half asleep too, but from what it sounds like (and from what I can remember) the date went well.  One does not simply say, "I guess I need to get back to Salt Lake soon," if the date did not go well.  Yeah, Jesse Wertz!

We are rooting for this to go well.  And if he ever needs me to pick him up again (even at 1 o'clock in the morning) you bet I will!  I love this kid and will support his relationship pursuits - especially with this girl!  Give me a call whenever you need a ride, Jesse; I got your back!


Also, for anyone who is interested, here is the FrontRunner schedule (I wouldn't want you all to get back at ridiculous hours on school nights and ask me for a ride):