#15
29th Dec 2009 at 8:37 AM
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Dearie me. That would be my homecoming date in my junior year. It was the only dance I went to where I actually had a date -- the guy was nice enough, but I went along with his group of friends, and they were... wow.
We went over to my date's friend's house -- a friend of a friend, I didn't know him at all -- to gather in a group before we left for the dance. While we sat there, this guy spent the entire time picking up his dog and throwing it across the room. No joke. I was like, "Dude, I don't think the dog likes that," and he was like, "No, no, she thinks it's fun, I do it all the time!" The dog didn't actually look like it minded, I think it was too stupid to care, but I'm pretty sure if God wanted dogs to fly he would have given them wings...
Next, we all packed into the back of friend-of-a-friend's dad's car. There are six of us now -- me, my date, random guy, and random guy's date, random guy's date's friend whose date apparently bailed, plus random guy's dad driving car. Random guy's dad's car (which is a two-door sports car) has a ton of crap piled in the front seat, so all five of us have to pack into the back in our formals. I was SO SURE I was going to die.
Random guy, who was supposed to make reservations at the restaurant we were going, to had forgotten to do it, so we had to eat at a slightly less dressy restaurant next door. The whole time, everyone else in the group was really loud and obnoxious and took a bunch of photos with flash (I hate it when people do that in restaurants). When I asked if we could maybe be a little less loud, they told me I was a party pooper, and said it was okay because we were overdressed. (Because wearing cocktail dresses and sports jackets gives you social license to do ANYTHING.) The best part was when random guy's date's friend was trying to convince my date that he should feed me my cheesecake (!!!) because it would be "sensual". If you have spent more than four minutes with me in real life, you would gather that I am not really the type who would think that kind of thing is cool, or "sensual".
I go to the bathroom in an attempt to escape for a minute, but random guy's date's friend follows me. The whole time I am in there, she keeps on telling me what a "sensual" person she is and how she really likes "sensual" things. At this point, all kinds of WTF alarms are going off in my head, so I leave and reluctantly sit down again.
Friend's friend's date's friend stays in bathroom for like 20 minutes, they send -me- to go check on her, and when I walk in there she is on the phone screaming at someone. She spends the rest of the evening super upset, but never tells anyone why.
The dance was super awkward, but otherwise uneventful. I spent most of the time avoiding the people I came with and told my date I didn't feel good and had my mom pick me up.
I guess nothing really terrible happened, but it was basically just one giant avalanche of awkward and psycho.
Yep.