The Frat President

A few years ago I was set up with this guy through my brother’s girlfriend to be his “date” for some fraternity event he had. I had never met him before, but he was a friend of my brother’s girlfriend’s, so I figured it wouldn’t be too bad. She was also going and promised me if it was lame we could ditch out early. He seemed like a pretty cool guy and we had a lot of fun that night. He was the president of the fraternity at the time and we were supposed to go to a baseball game, but somehow that fell through, so we ended up partying at the house all night. He got my phone number at the end of the night and called me a few days later and asked me out on a date that Friday.

He was from out of state and he told me his parents wouldn’t let him drive his car to college, so I would have to pick him up. I was getting ready for our date when he texts me 20 minutes before I’m supposed to pick him up and told me he had forgotten about our date and that he would need more time to get ready. I wait about 45 minutes and then call him to tell him I’m on my way. I got to his house and had to waited another 10 minutes in the parking lot because he was watching the movie Fight Club and his favorite scene was coming up and he didn’t want to miss it.

We went to dinner and even though I was a little annoyed, we seemed to hit it off. I ordered an alcoholic beverage at dinner and when he didn’t, I found out it was because he was 20. I was 22 at the time and had no idea he was younger than me. Since we couldn’t go out to the bars after, we went back to my house and had people over. He ended up taking about three or four shots in about a span of an hour, I’m guessing to impress my friends. I had decided to be the sober driver that night and as I was taking him home, he puked all over the front seat of my car. Not only did he refuse to clean it up, but he tried to kiss me goodbye and asked if I wanted to stay the night . He called and left a voicemail the next day apologizing and telling me he normally doesn’t drink and offered to pay to get my car cleaned. I texted him back a few days later telling him we should just be friends. He apparently told his fraternity brothers that we hooked up, and failed to mention him puking in my car.