Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I was fat in high school. Never had a boyfriend. Lost a lot of weight senior year and summer after graduating a guy from my school who had graduated the year before and worked where I did asked me on a date. It was straight out of a movie script-- he was hot and had been on the football team. My geeky inner self was elated. He picked me up in his car and hands me a beer... He had one too while driving (he was 19). Instead of going anywhere we go back to his parents house and hang out in the basement. I drink the beer and then he offers me weed, which I had never smoked before. Well between the beer and the weed I was totally messed up. I was shivering even though it was summer and I was practically in tears. He drove me home and acted like I was the plague for messing up our date. Such a klassy first date.
Yeah, sounds like you weren't prepared for dating at 19. That's kinda how it worked.
Yeah? I don't know, most of my friends went out to the movies or for ice cream for first dates, even at 18. Getting high in a basement? I wasn't expecting an expensive dinner out by any means. Guess I was naive.
I think that is the difference between the fat kids and the football players. I'm not saying that it's right, but it sure was the truth (at least at 17, not so sure about 19).
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I was fat in high school. Never had a boyfriend. Lost a lot of weight senior year and summer after graduating a guy from my school who had graduated the year before and worked where I did asked me on a date. It was straight out of a movie script-- he was hot and had been on the football team. My geeky inner self was elated. He picked me up in his car and hands me a beer... He had one too while driving (he was 19). Instead of going anywhere we go back to his parents house and hang out in the basement. I drink the beer and then he offers me weed, which I had never smoked before. Well between the beer and the weed I was totally messed up. I was shivering even though it was summer and I was practically in tears. He drove me home and acted like I was the plague for messing up our date. Such a klassy first date.
Yeah, sounds like you weren't prepared for dating at 19. That's kinda how it worked.
Yeah? I don't know, most of my friends went out to the movies or for ice cream for first dates, even at 18. Getting high in a basement? I wasn't expecting an expensive dinner out by any means. Guess I was naive.
I think that is the difference between the fat kids and the football players. I'm not saying that it's right, but it sure was the truth (at least at 17, not so sure about 19).
IDK, while the date you described is something I would have been fine with if I had previously gone out with a guy a few times, for a first date, I'd expect something more along the lines of ice cream or a movie. I have nothing against getting high in a basement, but at least make an initial effort to impress and get to know someone.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I was fat in high school. Never had a boyfriend. Lost a lot of weight senior year and summer after graduating a guy from my school who had graduated the year before and worked where I did asked me on a date. It was straight out of a movie script-- he was hot and had been on the football team. My geeky inner self was elated. He picked me up in his car and hands me a beer... He had one too while driving (he was 19). Instead of going anywhere we go back to his parents house and hang out in the basement. I drink the beer and then he offers me weed, which I had never smoked before. Well between the beer and the weed I was totally messed up. I was shivering even though it was summer and I was practically in tears. He drove me home and acted like I was the plague for messing up our date. Such a klassy first date.
Yeah, sounds like you weren't prepared for dating at 19. That's kinda how it worked.
Yeah? I don't know, most of my friends went out to the movies or for ice cream for first dates, even at 18. Getting high in a basement? I wasn't expecting an expensive dinner out by any means. Guess I was naive.
I think that is the difference between the fat kids and the football players. I'm not saying that it's right, but it sure was the truth (at least at 17, not so sure about 19).
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I was fat in high school. Never had a boyfriend. Lost a lot of weight senior year and summer after graduating a guy from my school who had graduated the year before and worked where I did asked me on a date. It was straight out of a movie script-- he was hot and had been on the football team. My geeky inner self was elated. He picked me up in his car and hands me a beer... He had one too while driving (he was 19). Instead of going anywhere we go back to his parents house and hang out in the basement. I drink the beer and then he offers me weed, which I had never smoked before. Well between the beer and the weed I was totally messed up. I was shivering even though it was summer and I was practically in tears. He drove me home and acted like I was the plague for messing up our date. Such a klassy first date.
Yeah, sounds like you weren't prepared for dating at 19. That's kinda how it worked.
Yeah? I don't know, most of my friends went out to the movies or for ice cream for first dates, even at 18. Getting high in a basement? I wasn't expecting an expensive dinner out by any means. Guess I was naive.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I was fat in high school. Never had a boyfriend. Lost a lot of weight senior year and summer after graduating a guy from my school who had graduated the year before and worked where I did asked me on a date. It was straight out of a movie script-- he was hot and had been on the football team. My geeky inner self was elated. He picked me up in his car and hands me a beer... He had one too while driving (he was 19). Instead of going anywhere we go back to his parents house and hang out in the basement. I drink the beer and then he offers me weed, which I had never smoked before. Well between the beer and the weed I was totally messed up. I was shivering even though it was summer and I was practically in tears. He drove me home and acted like I was the plague for messing up our date. Such a klassy first date.
Yeah, sounds like you weren't prepared for dating at 19. That's kinda how it worked.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:The date was ruined when we went back to his place and he showed me the shrine he had built to honor his dead cat.
He burst into tears as he explained it. Granted, the cat had been dead for over a year. He was 33 years old, BTW
Sounds familiar. Was he from NJ?
Palo Alto.![]()
Anonymous wrote:I was fat in high school. Never had a boyfriend. Lost a lot of weight senior year and summer after graduating a guy from my school who had graduated the year before and worked where I did asked me on a date. It was straight out of a movie script-- he was hot and had been on the football team. My geeky inner self was elated. He picked me up in his car and hands me a beer... He had one too while driving (he was 19). Instead of going anywhere we go back to his parents house and hang out in the basement. I drink the beer and then he offers me weed, which I had never smoked before. Well between the beer and the weed I was totally messed up. I was shivering even though it was summer and I was practically in tears. He drove me home and acted like I was the plague for messing up our date. Such a klassy first date.