I realize that maybe a lil more background on my love life, dating life, might be good...might help you people get me even better.
Ok well lets see.....*trying not to repeat what you know*....
well I was really a late bloomer in many ways. Not until 8th grade did I really see girls as something to go after. Yes they were nice, and no I was not in the He-Mans-Women-Haters Club (and before anyone gets up in arms it is a Lil Rascals reference). But in 8th grade they had a dance. So I decided I wanted to have a date to it. I asked one girl who I sort of liked more for the fact I knew her forever. She had been in every class with me, was on my school bus, her dad was our milk man(yes we had a milk man) so I asked her. In a moment that said more about her than me I think, she said she would go if I took a bath before I picked her up. As I bathed daily I was a lil taken aback so I passed. So I asked someone else, another girl that I sort of liked based solely on seeing her in every class. She passed on the idea saying she wanted to go alone. Being it was 8th grade I got that, boys one side of the room/girls the other at a dance. Anyway I tried one more, a girl that I sort of knew, I liked, I thought was cute but who was not a face i saw everyday for 8 years. Mary said yes, but we would meet there....we did,,,we sat together and at the same table my dopey friends decided to see how much Coke they could drink. I passed on that great feat and concentrated on Mary. Well we danced a few faster songs but then they slowed it down. I could see the panic in every nun's eyes there..I went to Catholic school..
BOYS ARE GOING TO BE TOUCHING GIRLS!!!!!
But we danced, and I remember the song, and I got hard...and now what to do? Do you pull her closer, leave her where she is or ease away a bit as not to offend her? I sort of stayed put at the same distance, years later she told me she felt it and while at the time was nervous, she now saw it as a compliment.
Well...we danced more..my parents showed up to get me an hr early and let me stay BUT THEY WATCHED!!!! and totally cramped my style...
and then there was the moment that if it was in a movie, this happens and how I reacted causes a future where I grow up to marry Mary, have kids, a mansion, a boat, cars.....
but life is not a movie...
To make a long story short my two buddies w/ the Coke idea decide to put ice down the girl's backs. Well I never noticed this till they did it to Mary..I then step over, told them to stop, handed the pitcher of ice to the nearest waiter and said these two are cut off....the girls clapped, some guys looked at me like they never had....
life is not a movie....
Mary went to another school and I ran into her years later and she looks great.....and I was not the hero for longer than those few minutes.....
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