Today was like any other day. It was Monday, my first day back at work, and it was the day I would ask her father for permission to date her.
Typical day, indeed….Wait…No?
Let’s go back to the beginning, shall we?
For months I knew that this day would come. I was raised to respect the father (and mother) of any girl I ever wanted to date. One step in doing this required me to go to the girl’s father and ask for permission to date her. It’s nerve-wracking (as you’ll come to see) but I believe that it’s incredibly important for young men. In fact, if I ever have a daughter I will expect the same from any boy who wants to date her.
I don’t care if it’s old fashioned but the boy will show me his character by his actions. This is action #1.
Still though, it doesn’t make this any fun.
I had been prepared to talk to Makayla’s father for a while but, due to unforeseen circumstances, held it off. Today was the day. No more holding it off. No more waiting. It was time to buckle the bootstraps, pull up my big boy pants, and be a man.
I woke up this morning and immediately prepared to go to work. I had slept in as much as I could and so I hopped out of bed to begin the day. My plan was to walk in to his office at 11:30 and spill the question. I had sent an e-mail asking for his availability a few days earlier but had not received a response (he hadn’t checked his email). I was terrified of the thought of having to wait any longer. I thought I was going to go insane just because of my nerves let alone having to hold off again.
So, I went on about my day praying, working, praying, and working some more. I was a lot more productive than I thought I was going to be. I figured my nerves were going to overtake any functional system in my body but thankfully that was not the case.
Time wore on and my heart rate increased. I continued to pray. I wanted it to be over. I certainly wasn’t dreading the conversation because I sincerely like her father and have a great relationship with him. I suppose it was the outcome that I was worried about…So, I prayed some more.
11:30 rolled around…
In the famous words of John Wayne…
I casually made my way up the three flights of stairs, greeting those who walked by as if nothing was wrong. Amazing what a smile and a deep breath can hide. The day of reckoning was approaching. His office drew nearer with every step…
“Crap…what’s my name again?”
“Did I brush my teeth this morning?”
“What am I supposed to be doing again?”
“Oh, this is not good….”
“Shut up Malin. Get in there and do what you were made to!”
I stepped in to his half-open door and was greeted by a warm smile. I was shaking. With a dry mouth I greeted him, fully aware that my voice was cracking like a pre-pubescent child.
So far I couldn’t even sound like a man, how was I going to act like one?!
We pushed past the pleasantries and before I knew it the words were coming out of my mouth…
“I don’t think it’s any secret that I really like your daughter. Over the past few months we’ve gotten to know each other very well and I would like to ask your permission to officially date her.”
Paraphrased for sake of time but you get the gist.
There it was.
I did it.
It was out.
Honestly, I was relieved but apparently my body didn’t get the memo. I didn’t stop shaking until about an hour after I got done talking with him.
I answered his questions, listened to his stories, and what ensued after my initial request was a fantastically enlightening conversation. He’s a man that I respected before today and do so even more now.
As I was leaving I told him just how nervous I was to his amusement of course. At that point I walked out of his office, walked back down the stairs (weak legged, of course), and went back to work.
As I walked back down the stairs to my desk I couldn’t help but lean up against the wall and laugh. To the point where a professor literally thought I was crying and asked if I was o.k. (LOL) I suppose I was laughing because of how much of an idiot I am but I guess it was out of pure glee.
The rest of work went great…My day’s been great. And oh, if you haven’t already picked up on it…
He said yes.
Now it’s time to do the honors of asking the girl…