This post was published on the original GeekMom site, then published again on Wired, and now it’s back here! I can’t get enough of these stories, so please add your own!
Do geeks go to prom? In fiction, it depends on the gender. Geek guys rarely go, unless they are the comic relief. Geek girls can often have the “Cinderella” dream happen and become the belle of the ball.
But that’s fiction. What about in real life?
I recently shared my prom story with the community of geekmoms and a few dared to tell about their own:
I asked the guy I liked to my prom, even though he was a junior, and my friends thought I was weird. However, I was convinced he would ask me to be his girlfriend that night…then hoped it would happen the next day. We went to NYC to see Nine Inch Nails, but couldn’t get in the club because we weren’t 21 (even though we paid for the tickets). I was so disappointed. He didn’t ask me to be his girlfriend at all that weekend, and I found out later that was because he already had a girlfriend, but thought it was fun to lead me on anyway. Damn, younger men! – ME
I went to my senior prom with a guy I had my first date with–and it was the most boring date of my life. Prom was fun though because we went with a big group of people. – “Chaos” Mandy
I went to prom with my boyfriend, who danced with my best friend’s girlfriend all night, and then married her (a couple of years later). I almost asked my future husband to that prom, but didn’t because I knew he wouldn’t dance with me (and I was still dating the other guy). I have only danced with my husband once, and it was at our wedding. – Catherine
I was on the Junior Class Council and we put together the Senior Prom. I did all the planning but ended up being gone the night of, for a vocal music competition. (Hey, I had my priorities. Prom was nice but vocal music was gonna pay for college…and it did at least a little.) My senior year I had entered my rebellious-geek, independent-feminist, power-to-the-self-cognizant stage. I vehemently protested my senior prom as yet another reason to enforce the stereotypical cliques and exclusionary processes of teens who dared to differ from the norm and refused to go. Which is good because no one asked me. But then again I had done everything but write F*** Off in black eyeliner across my forehead, so that was no surprise. Needless to say I didn’t go to prom. I went to see the newly released The Matrix: Reloaded. Looking back I laugh at my ideals then. But on the flip side, the theater was gloriously empty and I could revel in all of Neo’s “The One” glory. Jenn
I went to a senior prom when I was a junior, with a guy I’d dated on and off through high school. Really nice guy (though a bit of a mama’s boy, so glad I didn’t stay with him!). But it wasn’t really “special” since we’d broken up and were really more friends at that point. Then for my prom, I was determined to go. Mom made the dress. I ended up convincing a guy I’d grown up with in church (like a brother to me) to go with me. He as cute and all, but it was like taking my brother. I remember nothing about the dance itself (why is that?!) but do remember going to a fast food place after (in our fancy clothes) and running into my older sister. I have two older sisters, who were the glamor girls in high school, so I never had a chance. So my date ended up flirting with my sister the rest of the night. Nice, huh? So glad that life is behind me. I feel for the high school kids who are struggling through it now. I “fit” with being a grown up more than I fit with being a teenager. (Don’t we all?) – Judy
And my favorite:
Went to my junior prom with a guy who, years later, would be in the wedding party of friend of a friend…and FABULOUSLY GAY. At prom, he wouldn’t dance with me and barely spoke to me. We went to White Castle afterwards where he continued to ignore me and chewed with his mouth open… I remember a definite feeling of unprincess-ness. Didn’t go to my senior prom. Asked two guys. One was in college and told me, “Proms are high school–I’m beyond that now.” The other took my request as a good time to tell me that he had a girl friend. If memory serves, I spent the night drawing unicorns, writing reallllly bad poetry and listening to Tears for Fears. LOL: Oh, God! Not my best years… – Andrea
Did you go to you prom? If not, why? If so, what’s your story?