Wake Up Little Suzie

If you ever wondered why a wonderful guy like me is single, you have probably stopped wondering after reading some of my "gem" dating stories. Today's misery occured during my senior year of high school. It is amazing how a girlfriend can talk you into doing incredibly stupid stuff. One of the girls I dated in high school, Linda, was no different.

As a normal teenager, I had my share of girlfriends in high school. Linda was one of the first serious girlfriends. Linda went to Catholic school and had enormously strict parents. Linda was not really rebellious, but she did like “pushing the envelope”. After a recent grounding, I was allowed to take Linda out on this particular Friday night. But I was warned, she had to home by 11PM.

In those days a lot about dating took place in drive-in theatres. The DJs of WTIT would pick a particular drive-in and a row number, on a given night. In fact the Kingswood DJs all mentioned a drive-in and row in our senior yearbooks. We’d all show with our girlfriends and whatever the beverage of choice was. Usually whatever it was tasted like Hawaiian Punch, since all the girls liked sweet drinks.

This night though, Linda and I were alone. We did the unthinkable. We fell asleep. It was just like the song, “Wake Up Little Suzie”. Someone was pounding on our window to get us out of there. It was 1AM. Now I was sure Linda was in deep trouble. I was just glad I wasn’t.

When I went to drop Linda off she insisted that I go in to help her explain what happened. She wanted to explain that we fell asleep but leaving out the “at the drive-in” part. I asked what else we could be doing and falling asleep. “Driving? Dining? Jogging?” Going in to speak with Linda’s folks was almost a brilliant idea. We entered the house and the folks were upstairs in bed. At this point, I thought I was off the hook.

Linda took me by the hand straight into her parents’ room. The room was dark, fortunately, but it made the scene ever more eerie. While Linda began babbling about falling asleep, her father stated, “Bud we are peeved at Linda. Would you mind getting the heck out of here?” You know what I did? I got the heck out of there. I didn’t respond to his order, or say goodnight to anyone, I just ran. I learned a valuable lesson. If any future girlfriend had trouble with her parents, I ran. I did not pass “go” and didn’t collect the $200. That’s why I lived long enough to write this blog

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Parts of this post
appeared on June 15, 2006.
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Peace!

10 comments:

Stef H (Glitterbabe) said...

never trust those catholic girls!!! they're the best liars and she probably got away with it.

oh i remember those drive ins - almost as good as the last row balcony at the movies!!!!

hugs to you, my friend.

Anonymous said...

Catholic girls...ya gotta love 'em LOL

There's an award waiting for you on my blog. Posted on Monday :)

Bud Weiser, WTIT said...

Stef-
Almost better! :)

Bud Weiser, WTIT said...

Thom-
Thanks!

Anonymous said...

I wouldn't have even gone in with her. I'm scum. lol

Bud Weiser, WTIT said...

Mejis-
I was just a kid... :)

NurseExec said...

I can't believe she dragged you to the door of her parent's bedroom! Great story :)

Bud Weiser, WTIT said...

Nurse E-
Not fun to live through! Thanks!

Bond said...

No no no Bud...even at 17 we are given the gene that says..mom and dad are asleep - you DO NOT wake them up and stand in their bedroom with their daughter...

Bud Weiser, WTIT said...

Vinny-
I shouldaknown better, it is true!