A Rocky Start
My Very Worst Date was when I was 16 and the guy I went on a date with was 18. I had a few friends who were older while in high school, so I met him through them, thinking he was normal. It turns out he was never very popular, but had made the varsity soccer team that year, and was attempting to cash in on his quasi-popularity that year.
For our date, he picked me up and brought me back to his parent’s house. I figured from there we would go to dinner and a movie or something like that. It turned out I was going with him and five of his senior guy friends to a local rock quarry. Yes, a quarry. I was the only 16-year-old there, so I already felt incredibly out of place, but I also was only one out of a few girls in a group of about 20. I didn’t know these people, so I really didn’t know what to say because anytime I’d mention a band or movie, it would get shot down. Also, I was never much of a drinker, but someone had brought several 30 packs of Pabst blue, and my date and everyone else proceeded to drink themselves silly.
Then, the other senior girls who were there decided to strip down completely naked and skinny dip in the water. As soon as they were naked, my date and his friends turned to me to see what I was going to do. I surely was not going to get naked, so they started putting me down, because I was so “uptight.” I snuck into the woods to call my friend, but as we had to off-road to get to the quarry, I could not be picked up. I just sat and watched my date drink and ogle his naked schoolmates the rest of the night. Finally, when we left, I was driven drunkenly with the boys I came with back to my date’s house, where he proceeded to pass out.
I was so embarrassed I just walked the few miles home to save myself from having to explain myself to friends or family. It had to have been one of the most embarrassing and demeaning nights of my life.
