I got asked out on a date today by one of my old teachers.

I’m a little uneasy about this.

If it were one of my old PROFESSORS I wouldn’t care, but this was my 10th grade homeroom /12th grade calculus teacher. 

I don’t have a problem with his age (he’s 7 years older). I think I’m just bothered by the fact that when I was 15 he was Mr. So-and-so, an adult and authoritative figure. Now he is just Darryl, a man trying to get a date.


We’re having dinner on Thursday at 7