by Melody Hatke

Created on: May 23, 2009

Now, looking back on the date, I don't know, if it was fated to fail, because it was a first date, or because it was a set-up date. My mother and our next door neighbor, thought it would be so wonderful, to throw two teenagers together for a blind date. I had just turned sixteen, the ripe old dating age, back in 1976. I was five foot tall, thin, with blond hair and blue eyes, I was not ugly by any means, but I also did not think I was beautiful either. This was my very first date, and I was very nervous, and scared, after all my parents had been very strict, and kept me locked up, metaphorically, of course. Now I was sixteen and allowed to go out and socialize with a boy.

The same boy creature, that my mother had been warning me about, for at least four years now. How boys liked to take advantage of girls, how they will say, "I love you", just to have their way with you. How they like to put their hand on your shoulder, and then move it down, to the place a good girl, never let a boy's hand go, at least not until you are married. These boys were evil creatures, that thought only of sex, and ways to "get down your pants". With this kind of advice, who wouldn't be scared to death? So for some unknown reason, I agreed to go out with this boy, and take my chances, and hopefully survive the date, with my virginity and good reputation in tact.

The first thing that went wrong, was the vehicle he used to pick me up in, a station wagon. A station wagon? Come on, why can't I have the guy in the cherry red corvette? The one in my dreams, with the coal black hair, and mustache, yeah tall, dark and handsome. Instead, I got tall, shaved head, camouflage, and a station wagon! Oh and don't forget the army boots, was he in the army? No, he just liked the boot camp look, and I did not!

Mistake number two, he proceeded to inform me, as we pulled into the drive-in theatre, that he had just seen the movie the night before with his buddies. So what is going through my mind? Well, either the movie was so good, he decided to come back for a second viewing, or he did not plan on watching the movie at all! That is where the panic and terror set in, he brought me here for the soul purpose, of getting into my pants! Just like my mother had told me, and I had to decide, right at this moment, if I was going to be the bad girl, or keep my good girl reputation!

Mistake three and four, the movie was Network, need I say more? Boring, the only thing I remember about the movie, was some guy yelling out of the window, "I'm mad as hell and I'm not gonna take it anymore!" And four, my date bitching and moaning about the price of the concessions, if he can't afford two fountain cokes, do I see a future in this guy? No, and that is when I went into my good girl poise, arms folded across my chest, appearing to be deeply interested in the movie, and as close to the passenger door as I could get!

Thankfully, I kept my virginity, there really was not a thing about this guy, that was attractive to me. Maybe if he was more like my dream date, I would have let him have his way with me. But it just was not in the cards, that night, and I moved on to have many more dates, and a lot more fun, with boys I found attractive.

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