Diner Date, or: Dairy Prom Queen
I don’t go out a lot, and wherever I go, there usually aren’t a whole lot of people. Which is why I was horrified that when I went to Dairy Queen last night, I found it to be relatively crowded, mostly with people my own age. To make the whole experience more surreal, they were dressed really strangely.
It turns out it was prom night.
Sometimes, to people who know me fairly well, I’ll say something like “would you believe I never went to prom?” I say this as if this should be surprising. I never went to the 10th grade.
So it’s surreal. But what really bothered me most was, well, who the hell brings their date to Dairy Queen on prom night?
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