That said, here's a fun story.
I was 18 and prepared to start attending college the coming fall semester, I got a summer job at Disneyland...Got it and it was lots of fun.
One day I notice a rather attractive guest to the park is paying extra close attention to me. I ask her if she needs help finding anything, she says "no," giggles, and runs away.
From now on, she will be named Girl
Anyhow, she passes by several more times and eventually, stops and introduces herself. We get to talking and she asks for my number. I give it to her. She asks for my age and I reply "18, you?"
She pauses and says, "Oh...I'm 17."
Before I have a chance to say anything, she kisses me on the cheek, smiles, and walks away. And all is forgotten...
We talk a few times on the phone...on one occasion, I find myself on the phone, 3-wayed with her and a female friend of her's. Girl needs to attend to something so I'm left alone with the friend...
Friend: So where did you meet Girl?
Me: She met me actually...it was at D-rock (slang for Disneyland...damn, I was so cool back then)
Friend: Oh yeah? So where do you go to school?
Me: I'll be starting at Berkeley in the fall
Friend: [Pause] ... how old are you?
Me: 18 [Pause] ... how old is Girl?
Friend: [Long Pause] ... 16
A bit of time goes by and me and girl hang out once or twice...there comes a time when she gets a page (this was back when the beeper was king) from her dad to come home right away...I rush to her place, drop her off, and before I can drive off, I see a man I'd later find out to be Girl's father knocking on my car window.
"Give me your license," he says. I look at girl who's on the verge of tears and she nods at me to do it. He goes inside (as I realize to myself that "Holy sh*t, this guy's a cop!") and comes back out.
"Is this your car?" he asks.
"My car, under my parents' names," I reply
"Come inside with me. Do you want anything to eat?" he says, more ordering than asking.
I get in there and notice the whole extended family staring at me. The first question they ask is "Where do you go to school?"
"I'll be starting at Berkeley in a couple months."
And next, "How old are you?"
"I'm 18."
To which the room let out a collective gasp...Girl's father stood up and said, "You know this is illegal right. My daughter is only 14."
Me: [Long Pause] ... No, I didn't know that until you told me. Now, if you'll give me my license back, I *promise* you that you'll never see me again.
We shook on it and that was that.
p.s. That was the hottest girl I've ever had a chance with in my life...The lesson is there's *always* something out of place when a hot girl wants to get with me
