P365 Day 29: To prom or not to prom
Tilt, the arcade in Wolfchase Galleria where Paul and I met 12 years ago, has closed. It's sad that all the good arcades — well, almost all arcades, period — are in severe decline or gone completely. I'm no wizard (ahem), but I've spent plenty of hours in front of pinballs, Tekken, Virtua Fighter, Pac-Man, and claw machines.
In fact, Paul and I both skipped our proms in favor of a few hours at the arcade. (No joystick jokes, please.) My prom was at the Memphis Zoo. Paul's was on a riverboat, not exactly conducive to leaving if we got sick of the party.
Recently, I was telling this story to a friend and asked him if he went to his prom. He said, "Nope, and I'm pretty sure I wouldn't have much in common with anyone who did." (His prom, for the record, was at a state park in Mississippi, so I don't blame him.)
So I've got to know: Where was your prom and did you go? Gory details, please.
posted by Kate at 4:52 PM
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3 Comments:
My prom was lame! It was in the high school cafeteria AND the gym, and I took a 14 year old freshman named Joe.
You know the story behind my prom all too well. But I hear jumping in the Memphis Zoo fountain in full formal attire and acting like a total ass in the process is lots of fun.
I believe it was at the Hilton ball room, and yep, it sucked. Double-dated with my best friend, then dropped off the dates after the dance and got pizza, which was much more fun than the actual dance. Dances suck. High school sucked. Sigh.
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