Bad First Dates
I don't get out much, anymore. Too busy with work to bother trying to forge serious romantic relationships with men (Yeah, yeah, poor me. Whatever!). I do get together with some of my guy friends now and then, for dinner & drinks...maybe a show. No big deal.
Anyway, I was thinking earlier today, about my younger days, back when I was a night club dancer and lead singer of a pop/rock band, remembering some of the boys/men I knew and dated back then.
The first name that popped into my head was Gavin "Smith", born in England, kinda looked like a very young Hugh Grant. We'd known each other since high-school and socialized with a large, close-knit group of friends. We liked each other but one of us was always dating someone else, so it was a constant case of bad timing.
Finally, long after I'd graduated high-school, we decided to go out on our first real date. I was almost 20 by that time, Gavin was 17. After he and I had dinner at a really fancy restaurant, I took him to the night club where I worked to introduce him to all of my co-workers. Remember...he's 17. We weren't there 3 minutes when all of a sudden the police burst through the doors. At least 10 of 'em, all looking for underage drinkers. I tried to hide Gavin in bathrooms and broom closets, moving him around from place to place, as a rebel sympathizer would try to hide a resistance fighter during a Nazi raid. But, alas, they did eventually find him. Not only did he get a $50 fine for being in a night club -- even though he didn't have a drop of alcohol to drink, he also got a permanent police record. All because I wanted to show off my hot new boyfriend to my friends.
Thankfully, Gavin laughed it off and we remained friends for a couple of years afterward -- but not boyfriend/girlfriend, as I realized that night that he was just too young for me. I later heard through friends that he took up a life of crime. Shoplifting, break and enter, robbery, possession of stolen property...I think perhaps I may have set him on the wrong path, corrupted him, turned him into a criminal.
No wonder I'm still single. A man can get arrested just by standing next to me!
KJC
Anyway, I was thinking earlier today, about my younger days, back when I was a night club dancer and lead singer of a pop/rock band, remembering some of the boys/men I knew and dated back then.
The first name that popped into my head was Gavin "Smith", born in England, kinda looked like a very young Hugh Grant. We'd known each other since high-school and socialized with a large, close-knit group of friends. We liked each other but one of us was always dating someone else, so it was a constant case of bad timing.
Finally, long after I'd graduated high-school, we decided to go out on our first real date. I was almost 20 by that time, Gavin was 17. After he and I had dinner at a really fancy restaurant, I took him to the night club where I worked to introduce him to all of my co-workers. Remember...he's 17. We weren't there 3 minutes when all of a sudden the police burst through the doors. At least 10 of 'em, all looking for underage drinkers. I tried to hide Gavin in bathrooms and broom closets, moving him around from place to place, as a rebel sympathizer would try to hide a resistance fighter during a Nazi raid. But, alas, they did eventually find him. Not only did he get a $50 fine for being in a night club -- even though he didn't have a drop of alcohol to drink, he also got a permanent police record. All because I wanted to show off my hot new boyfriend to my friends.
Thankfully, Gavin laughed it off and we remained friends for a couple of years afterward -- but not boyfriend/girlfriend, as I realized that night that he was just too young for me. I later heard through friends that he took up a life of crime. Shoplifting, break and enter, robbery, possession of stolen property...I think perhaps I may have set him on the wrong path, corrupted him, turned him into a criminal.
No wonder I'm still single. A man can get arrested just by standing next to me!
KJC
posted by Kelly J. Compeau at 3:47 PM
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