Prom is forever. In your memories.
It also seems like it will in real life probably run about six or seven hours, including dinner.
The most important section of the night might be dinner. Why is that? Because the school does all the work on Prom. They hire some girl called Nova to put all these things on every year, I guess. So all that stuff is on them. But the dinner? That’s all you. This is your time to show what you have to offer a lady.
Lots of ladies like exotic food, so choose something that maybe she’s never had before. It’s like an adventure you share together.
But be sure to stay in tune with her needs. My girlfriend who lives in Canada hates lobsters. She says they look like aliens and they scream when you cook them. Also, have you seen their guts? That is pretty gross.
Maybe she is embarrassed about that bib they give you. I don’t know, I like the bib. It definitely takes the pressure off me to keep my shirt clean.
But you know . . . this meal isn’t about you. It’s about you. Wait, that’s weird. Like, for just you, it’s “you” and also for like, both of you, it’s still “you” . . . Words.
Labels: date, dinner, girlfriend, prom, Rolo, Rolo's Rules of Romance
POSTED BY Rolo @ 8:48 AM on Tuesday, March 1, 2011
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