Dating Dude
As a junior in high school, I worked at a local fast food chain and they hired a new student to work the grill. I was one of the few girls to work the grill and we became friendly. I thought he was very cute–tall, blond hair, blues eyes and he drove a sports car that he fixed up himself. He went to a different high school than I did so I thought nothing of it when he asked if he could pick me up from school one day. I just figured that he had half day.
When he picked me up, he looked great but his car sounded terrible. It was so embarrassing that I actually waited until all of the buses left and most of the students were gone so no one would see me. He then proceeded to use the word, “dude” about a thousand times! Hello! I am a girl.
To make conversation, I decided to tell him about a great debate we had in my history class. When I finished, he looked at me like I was talking another language, switched the subject and proceeded to tell me how he skipped school that day, like he often did.
We were supposed to go bowling but I had a better idea. I knew that this was going nowhere fast so I suggested that he come into my house while I changed and speak to my mom. They spoke while I was changing. My mom and I then talked a bit about my class debate.
He looked at me, I looked at him and he told me that he was not feeling well and asked if he could take a raincheck. I told him that was fine and that was the last that I heard of them. My mom helped me to get out of a tight spot.
Sad thing is that he dropped out of high school.
