Dear Lucy,
This weekend I was at a party in Northwoods, sipping on some Natty, when I noticed a beautiful girl in the corner. I nervously went over to talk to her and we hit it off pretty quickly, but I noticed that she was completely obliterated. I decided to walk away, afraid that we would hook up and I would wake up the next morning feeling bad for taking advantage of her. Did I do the right thing by walking away?
- Lonely Chicken Choker, ‘11
Dear LCC,
Let me start off by congratulating you on your clever (albeit nauseating) pen name. You’re clearly a creative soul and a sensitive guy that any girl would be lucky to go back to Weicking with.
But in all seriousness, this is a moral issue, deeply intertwined with your social standards, views on intoxication, and level of testosterone. I’m concerned that you didn’t trust yourself not to make out with that drunken hottie. Here’s your homework: Go home. Get out that 40-ounce Budweiser you’ve had in your mini-fridge for three months. Drink it. All of it. Next, practice non-sexual social interactions with some imaginary friends (talk about common interests with Cheer the desk chair or tell jokes to Lola the lamp) until you can control your sloshed sex drive. Once you’ve mastered conversing with your home furnishings, you may freely approach female partygoers without fear of sexually harassing them.
The underlying question here is whether or not hooking up with Tipsy Tina is “taking advantage of her”. On one hand, it’s her choice to be standing alone and vulnerable in the corner. On the other hand, some of us have morals. So did you do the right thing? It’s hard to say. Although you saved yourself from any morning-after regrets (and/or sexually transmitted diseases), you may also have prevented yourself from developing a new connection.
I know it’s a crazy notion, folks, but I happen to think that attractive men and women should first build a friendship before any of that inappropriate touching. We can flirt with/talk to/laugh with the other sex at any time, but I suggest separating before anything escalates. Next time, Choker, get her digits, send a witty text later that night, and win over her heart before you consider winning over her body. There’s no need to rush it if one of you is drunk. Just let your guard down and keep your pants up. That way the worst thing that could happen is a conversation with a cute girl who won’t remember your name. No Plan-B required.
Xoxo,
Lucy
And this week’s unsolicited advice:
- There’s roughly five weeks of school left. Use them wisely: sipping Burgess milkshakes and laying out on the Green.
- Give blood on Thursday. It’s sexy to save lives, and you get a juice box.
- It’s not too late if you haven’t figured out your summer plans. Many internships have application deadlines of April 1st, so get cracking on those cover letters and bulk up your resume before you’re stuck watching Pete & Pete reruns in your parents’ house for three months.
- Look out for next week’s advice on how to entertain yourself during a boring class.
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