Prom Date No-Shows
I was watching Grosse Pointe Blank yesterday when I should have been reading an article on histone codes and the ensuing genetic alterations (I know, tough decision). When I first saw the movie, I felt so bad for Minnie Driver's character. She spent 10-years wondering why her prom date stood her up. Yesterday, however, my sympathy well ran dry.
1.) At least you had a prom date
2.) At least you didn't pay for your own prom ticket ($65, thank you very much)
3.) At least you didn't have to drive your own ass to the prom
4.) At least you didn't drive your ass to the prom in your mom's boat (a.k.a. the cutlass sierra)
5.) At least they didn't order your dress in a size 14 when you needed a size 4.
6.) At least you didn't realize that your dress was completely see-through way after the fact.
7.) At least you got to curl up on your couch and pout instead of sitting on a chair at the prom like a moron wondering where your last-minute date went.
8.) At least you don't have to look at the pictures from your husband's prom where he took his buxom-blonde date to the event in a limo. (I bet she didn't pay for her own ticket).
9.) At least your mom wasn't in charge of the afterprom.
10.) At least you didn't have some newspaper prick take your picture at the afterprom and put it on the front page of the newspaper. Do you know the jokes that I endured? (the afterprom was not for the cool kids back then).
This is what happens when I'm stressed about experiments. I get really angry about things that shouldn't matter anymore. Writing these things down really makes them start to seem rather funny--I feel better already.