People seem to be pretty upset by Valentine's Day. Is it because even if they have a "Valentine" they feel pressured by commercials to have the best time ever?1
Is it because if they don't have a Valentine they feel MORE lonely? No, no, my theory is that Valentine's Day makes us think about our romantic lives. So, thinking about the beginnings of my romantic life.... Does my crush on a cadet at West Point count? Maybe not, I was 6 or 7. But I do still have a thing for fit men with short hair and uniforms. It could be any uniform, really, these days. UPS man? Taco Bell employee? Caliente!
But technically the point where you could actually call it romance2, it began in seventh grade. Alfred3 at Hicory Elementary4 asked me to be his date to the 7th grade graduation dance5.
I was mortally embarrassed to be only one with a date Looking back I should have been proud. Well I was sort of the new kid in town. After the embarrassments of too-short pants - called 'floods' by a classmate - and being told I needed a bra in music class6, I guess I showed those bitches.
To make it worse, my mom laughed at me about it. When I came home from school the day he asked me7, my mom asked what was wrong and I said she had to promise not to laugh. Well, I told her and...she laughed. I can't blame her8; I think I was being pretty dramatic.
To make it worser9, he gave me a corsage! I think it was the kind with the flowers on a wristband. At least he didn't have to get near my boobs (in a bra) to pin on the corsage. I don't think I even thanked him, or talked to him. Yep, it was probably the most awkward dance in the world. I'm pretty sure I never spoke to him again. Poor guy, wonder if he was as tramautized by the whole thing.10
It didn't get much better for a while. The first guy I remember having a crush on was Paul. We met in church.11 He was into my mom. Or gay?12 I still don't have have gay-dar.
And then two proms (mine and his) senior year with Gay (I mean Jay) Montgomery.13 Maybe that's why I make out with a guy before deciding whether to date him. Just to make sure...
Well, this was therapeutic. Looking forward to St Patrick's day. Nobody gets upset about that one.
1 - Of course, by this line of thinking, we should also be mad about the pressure to buy a mattress on President's Day.
2 - Well, potential for romance - hey, have you ever noticed if you type too fast it's "romacne"?
3 - Not his real name
4 - Not its real name. But the real name was a mis-spelled tree name. And I thought it would be funny to use a tree named after a hick as the pseudonym.
5 - Yes, there are so many things wrong with that - but I guess in the south you have to celebrate that achievement just in case you don't make it through the rigors of high school.
6 - Also, looking back, something to celebrate - someone noticed my boobs! It might have been the last time. Oh wait, this is supposed to be funny.
7 - I just remember my face getting really red, I have no idea what I said but it must have been close to yes.
8 - Now. I did for years.
9 - I know this is not a word. But neither is "nother," as in "a whole nother," and everyone says that.
10 - Who am I kidding? He probably went home after the dance, spanked the monkey,and never gave it a second thought.
11 - I KNOW, right? Who would ever believe I went to church? Obviously, it didn't stick.
12 - He WAS in all the church musicals.
13 - That is his real name, and I don't care to protect his privacy - the asshole never gave me the photos and I know I looked good in that red strapless dress my mom made. And he didn't even have the decency to try to make out with me (or let me make out with him) in the room with 18 other teens at the Peachtree Plaza.14
14 - Did my parents know I was there? How did that happen?