A few weeks ago, my roommate and I decided to crash the mid-singles ward fhe west of the freeway. They were playing missionary tag but I think it should have been called dating tag or divorce tag or older couple missionary tag because in the rules it says that only a girl and guy can stand together. Not two girls or two guys. That must have been the first problem. So coed groups of two stand around the field as one boy and girl chase each other. The one being chased has a goal of hooking onto a coed couple on the arm of the one that is the opposite gender from them. So if I were being chased, I would grab the arm of a guy that is already in a couple and then the girl that is attached to the other side of him would have to take off running and latch on to some other guy's arm (man, as I describe this it is just sounding more and more like it should be called affair tag). If someone accidentally latches onto someone of the same gender they are automatically it and they have to start chasing whoever was previously chasing them.
After about 5 people had taken their turn being chased around, this girl ran up to me and latched onto my arm. I leaned over to her and mumbled "I'm not a boy". And then in my mind I yelled "COME ON!" It took her a minute of looking at me to realize that I was indeed not a boy.
People aren't the only ones mistaking me for a boy. Apparently, even digitally I look like a boy. What better proof can I have than from the machine? For the second experience I point you to my friend Jeff's blog about google image searches. I decided to try uploading a picture of me and of course the first image returned was the above picture of Brad Pitt. The good news is that I look like a boy but I'm a good-looking boy. Maybe I should stop combing my hair like that though.
I have learned my lesson from these experiences. The main lesson being that a detailed analysis can make missionary tag offensive on so many different levels.
