A guy asked me out when I was a junior in high school. He said he was 17 and that he would pick me up, buy me dinner, and take me shopping at the mall.
His MOTHER picked me up and had made us pb&j sandwiches. She stayed at the mall with us and got her hair done. My date didn’t buy me a thing, which would have been okay if the night hadn’t been going so badly. Then, his mother came and found us and told him it was “his turn” to get a haircut and he replied “Can I potty first?” Really, a 17 year old asks his mother if he can potty?
On the way back to my house she stopped and said “Do you kids want me to leave for a while for… you know…” and winked at him. He put his hand on my thigh and looked at me. I immediately bolted out of the car. Later I found out he was almost 20 and STILL a senior in high school because he failed so many times.