The Mexican Drug Lord

Let me tell you about my most recent meet and greet with a suitor. It happened just a few weeks ago at a family friend's house. Why at someone else's house you ask? I don't know, this is just how these things happen sometimes.

Okay, so the entire week my mother was bugging me to wear a sari (as usual). Her way of coercing me to do so is to tell me that auntie (the person whose house this would take place at) called specifically to tell me to wear a sari. Sometimes I can't tell if my mother is lying to me to get me to do what she wants or simply telling the truth. But she plays mind games with me and somehow I always cave. 

I decided to wear black. Why not? Black always looks good on everyone. You know how everybody needs to have a LBD (little black dress)? Well the desi version of that is a LBS (long black sari). So I decided to wear my LBS. Well, technically it was my cousin's LBS because remember how I got to fat for my own blouses? So I had to borrow a sari and a blouse from her. Still, what people don't know can't hurt them.

I will admit before going over there I did do a little facebook stalking. I mean I have to right? How else do you get to know someone before you actually met them! That's why facebook was invented. And I'm telling you I can be an excellent facebook stalker...when I need to be. The night before my out of town family was over to celebrate Eid so my cousin, sisters and I were discussing what this dude could possibly be like. My little sister decided he looked like a Mexican Drug Lord (at least from his facebook pics). So we decided to nickname him Mr. Mexican Drug Lord. Hahahaha. 

I will never forget what my cousin told me that night..."Look on the bright side if this doesn't go through at least you can look back this and laugh at the Mexican Drug Lord reference and laugh". And she was right.

So Sunday afternoon rolls around and me and my LBS are ready to get this meet and greet over with. I arrive with my parents and go directly upstairs. My anxiety is kicking in. (Why am i nervous? I have done this a handful of times already). He shows up with his aunt an uncle. Our families talk for a bit and I have already come to the conclusion that I like his aunt and uncle. They seem like nice people who are easy to carry a conversation with. 

Now that the ice has been broken we do into the kitchen to grab some food. I notice that the MDL is eating with a fork. Normally this wouldn't be anything worth mentioning, however in our culture people usually eat with their hands so I was amused to see this play out. And he didn't put much on his plate either. Hmmm....nervous or just not hungry? I on the other hand was really hungry because I had practically starved myself that morning so I could fit into my expandable blouse (lol). 

Afterwards we reconvene in the auntie's living room and she pulls me aside, and not very discretely either. Like as I am stepping into the kitchen for another round of sprite I can hear her calling my name from across the room. She takes me and the MDL outside to the deck and shuts the door and allows us to talk among ourselves so we can "get to know one another". Mind  you it's 40 degrees outside and while he is wearing a sweater over his dress shirt I am left alone in my thinly clothed sari freezing to death. 

As we start talking I really want to say something like "So this is really awkward huh?" but I resist the temptation and he starts talking first (thank god!). He was an easy person to talk too. It wasn't awkward really except he kept asking questions about the house, how long I've lived here....etc". Halfway through his questions I realize he thinks this is my house (lol). I decide to amuse him and when he asks can we take a tour of this house I reply with "Umm...sure why not, it's not my house but i'm sure uncle and auntie won't mind".......

I just showed him the upstairs and downstairs deck and then we resumed back where we started. Far me it from me to try to go downstairs into someone else's bedroom with a stranger (awkward much?).

Oh somewhere in the conversation he started talking about Egypt and how he dislikes people from that country and says they are selfish. I wasn't sure what to say really. One of my heroes is Egypt's Anwar Al-Sadat so I just nodded my head and had the real conversation in my head. 

"Who are you to judge a whole country of people based on your personal experience with one Egyptian?". That's what I was really thinking. Maybe I should have said something else other than "Uh huh...okay?".

Regardless of all that this meet and greet was one of the more normal ones. And just like my cousin had stated earlier, if nothing else, at least I would remember this suitor as the Mexican Drug Lord and have a good laugh. 

In case your are wondering.....in person he did not resemble a drug lord of any kind.