Do you have a date for the prom?June 8, 2010 at 7:35 am | Posted in Relationship Woes | 9 Comments
Tags: dating, double dating, friends, memories, prom, relationships
I was driving up the street the other day when I was suddenly hit with an onslaught of traffic on a residential road. Strange. Very strange indeed. What are these kids doing in the street all dressed up? Guys in tuxes, girls in long gowns like it’s the Grammy’s. What could this be all about? Oh yeah. It’s prom season, and I have just crashed a pre-prom party. It’s been a long time since my internal clock was set by the school year, so pardon my surprise.
Oh prom! Prom, prom, prom! How many have you gone to? Did you ever get to go to one as an underclassman? You must be really cool if you have. Really, really cool. I went to two proms and one junior prom – all at different schools. Go me.
My prom was a real trip. I had broken up with my long distance boyfriend a few months before because of the distance (and some other things I won’t get into here) and didn’t have any solid prospects for a date. Neither did my best friend. What were we to do? We had plenty of guy friends and some guys we were dating casually, surely one of them would escort us out of the humiliation of arriving alone.
But nooooo. That’s right– no! That’s not a word I heard often from a guy growing up, but when it came to getting a prom date I heard it more than once. I asked my ex-boyfriend and he said no. I asked my good guy friend who I kinda had a thing for and he said no. I asked one of my really close guy friends, but another girl had gotten to him first. I blew such a stink that he didn’t go with either of us. Oh prom date-getting is an ugly game. I even got the courage to ask my long time crush – the local barista at Starbucks, and he said no. Crap! What’s a girl to do?
Go to the reserves. I went through my mental catalog of guy friends from other realms of my life with a specific criteria — they must be photogenic. Prom pictures are important! A great old camp friend of my stepped forward and rescued me from dateless hell. Too bad he knew no one there.
There were other options I did not take. I was asked by a very sweet guy that I grew up with. I should have said yes to him, but I wanted to take someone I was going to make out with at the after party. Which is part of the reason I didn’t go with my best friend, who suggested she would wear a tux. That would have been awesome in retrospect! There was another guy I had just met who I would end up dating just a few months later. If I had the guts to ask him, I think he would have gone. He knew people attending and was just a bundle of fun, and my best friend could have taken his best friend and it really would have been a kick ass time.
But alas, it is only one night. If I could go back and tell my younger self anything it would be this. Prom is an important rite of passage but it’s not the deciding factor of your future. You most likely won’t marry your prom date, and in a few years you’ll laugh at crappy pictures. If you find someone to take – be it your best friend in drag – just make sure it’s someone you have fun with. The best part of prom for me was the fact that I looked damn good, and so did the pictures, but my memories don’t go too far beyond that (and the chocolate cake shots that almost got us kicked out of the limo).
This is your last hurrah with your classmates. Things are going to change big time after this night and you can’t even begin to fathom how that feels. But it’s not the time to. Spend prom making good memories so one day you can tell your kids “my prom date was my best friend in drag. It was awesome!”