The one time I wore white pants was after I was a senior in highschool, and that was an enormous deal for me. Reader, I summoned all my confidence by carrying these pants, and I did not have a lot confidence left.
That day, unbeknownst to me, occurred to be our drunk driving simulation day…? Sure. That was one factor.
This man, we’ll name him Dan, was about to get within the golf cart, placed on glasses that made you “really feel drunk” and drive in circles. Everyone knows there are not any glasses on the earth that make you’re feeling drunk, however Dan did not drink. We knew this as a result of we threw the events. He did not have his driver’s license as a result of he was afraid to drive (his phrases). He was a pleasant, shy boy who had by no means pushed anyplace earlier than. Queue for the foreshadowing.
My good good friend, Andrew, and I took a step again as a result of we knew this would not be good. However Deputy Dave (actual identify and in some way an actual deputy) advised us to get on the road. Similar to the road, the golf cart continues to drive.
Reader, I used to be hit by a golf cart. A bunch of us did that. We ran. We swerved. However that golf cart went sooner and swerved tougher.
Fortunately, we have been all (principally) effective ultimately. Poor Dan felt horrible, however it wasn’t his fault (it was Deputy Dave’s) and the actual tragedy right here… my white pants with the beautiful bow, lined in dust, grass and blood (my lip was fairly busted ).
And that was the primary and final time I wore white pants.