Invariably, there’s always at least one church that hosts a Valentine’s Dinner every year. This year, there were at least four. Ridiculous.
So the college group decided to go to one that was supposedly 17 and up. However, we later found out that you only have to be 17+ to buy tickets. So, you can sell or give your tickets to younger kiddos. As it turns out, many of them took advantage of that. So what’s the point of the age limit, again?
There must’ve been this unspoken 20-year cap on the age as well, because I didn’t see anyone in their mid-20’s there (outside of our own group). I think I just chaperoned a high school homecoming dance.
Anyway, we still tried to have fun with it, and plenty of pictures were taken. Minh played it safe (and smart) and stayed home that night. That gave me free reign to take his girlfriend as my date (her idea). She even gave me one of those “Will you be my Valentine?” notes, the ones with the yes and no checkboxes (funny enough, Minh’s idea). Of course, I created the third checkbox and checked “Maybe.” You gotta keep the ladies guessing.
Just remember guys, sharing is caring.