While at my little sister's grad/prom today I realized what a completely terrible, cynical human being I am. Because as we walked up I viewed all of the teenage guys looking terribly uncomfortable, wearing suits and shiny shoes and holding any combination of their dates' purses, shoes, coats or skirts (so they wouldn't get muddy).
And the only thing I could think was, "Ah, prom. The first of many times when men will truly put aside their comfort, honor and dignity to please their women."















