I was driving home from work today, which takes me an hour, flipping through the radio stations looking for something - anything- that would make my ride home a little bit more enjoyable.
Then on comes FOOTLOOSE.
Whenever this song comes on I get so embarrassed.
I was in 9th grade (I think) when I was asked out by this boy. He went to a different school than me. His school was showing Footloose in the gym. It was a school night and my mom let me go.
When we walked into the gym, I was behind him. I had friends that went to that school and was looking for them and didn't notice that he had stopped walking.
And I walked right into the back of him. Hard.
How do you recover from something like that? You don't.
He never asked me out again.
I was so mortified when that happened. And it is so funny now.
It is funny how a song or a movie or a smell takes you right back to a place so many years ago.
Memories.....
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