After this, the rest is all bullshit

(Lyric from Mindless Self Indulgence)

I would just like to go on a teensey, tiny little rant about how my prom tomorrow has, before even beginning, gone down the tubes.

I ordered a dress from a company called Drac-in-a-Box stationed in Scotland about two months back. They have some of the most beautiful clothing I’ve ever seen. Their service, however, is about the shittiest I can have encountered. Prior to my ordering said dress, I contacted them to ask if they could have it to me by April 1st. I was assured that it would be no problem if I ordered from them soon.  I placed my order the next day. Time passed, I heard nothing. I contacted to ask how it was going, “Dorian” replied that he would talk to seamstress and get right back to me. More time, nothing. More time? Nothing. For weeks. Finally, I contact him again, he says he’ll be sending it out that week. Liar-liar-pants-on-fire didn’t send it for another five or six days, then spouted some shit about it being “tied up in Customs.” …It’s a dress. They can pull it out and look at it. Just a dress. My mother asked for the tracking number. He insisted he would find it himself. No word for two days. April 3rd, and Mister Dorian finally coughs up the number, my mother plugs it in, and receives a message that they have “no record of this item.” Meaning he has either given us the wrong number or it is still not in the American Postal System. So after paying in excess of $350 to get the perfect dress here on time, it won’t arrive in time. I likely won’t get any of that money back, and I will not get to wear the dress to my senior prom.

FURTHERMORE, today, I went to buy my ticket anyway, despite my main reason for going being the dress itself and was told that I was not allowed to purchase my date’s ticket. Not because my date graduated two years ago, oh no, but because my date was a girl. Whoa, hold the phone. I’m playing an overprice $25 for each ticket and they’re saying my date, who is an upstanding alumni, can’t come? Other people are bringing older dates, or even dates who never went to our school, but because “it’s too nontraditional,” I can’t bring mine. I tried to explain that she’s my best friend, we wouldn’t be doing anything lude, neither of us are bi/lesbian, I just wanted my best friend there. Same answer. So I go to talk to the teacher in charge of the Prom committee. She says she can’t see it as a problem with it. I ask one of the Assistant Principals, again, she sees no problem and advises I just go have a boy buy the ticket for her. Seems easy enough. So I send… let’s just call him B. B’s a good guy, but not so bright, so he forgets her name before he can even give it to the lady selling tickets. (For some reason, they need a name for every ticket. Whatever.) Okay, so, second try. An acquaintence, who happens to be bisexual, currently in a fairly serious relationship with a girl, overhears my ranting. She texts our mutual friend… C. So C comes down to the lunch room and (his mother being a lesbian) is rightly irritated. He takes the money, marches up to the office, argues with them, and ultimately succeeds in buying her ticket.

So in the end, I get at least one thing that I wanted in dealing with my prom, but I just wanted to point out a little something….

- Preventing someone from bringing a date to a funciton because they are the same gender is illegal. It is unconstitutional discrimination. -

They can’t say it was because of her age, older people are coming. She has no bad record, she was a stellar student, they had only one reason and it in every possible way the very excrement of a male bovine.

In short, I’m writing the Head Principal and the School Board to explain to them the blatant dumbfuckery of this. I can only imagine how pissed I’d be if my date actually were my girlfriend.