32. Should Mina Have a Boyfriend?

Which ride to share with you tonight…

 

How about the Afghan war veteran with PTSD, who could not go out during the day, so I dropped him and his service dog at a laundromat at midnight? He said he could only do things at night now as he hated the sun and hated seeing people in the light. I felt that way myself about being out in the daytime but I know it was no comparison to what this man was going through.

Or how about the group of drunken college kids I picked up from a bar who were complaining about a girl, will call her ‘Alaina’, and how she was picking up on every dude in the bar in front of them, despite knowing they were all her ex’s best friends, and they were going to tell him what a slut she was. They also complained about a guy, we’ll call him ‘Trevor’, who was fucking every girl he could over the last three weeks (and that was many) but telling everybody, he was in love with ‘Alaina’, who was their best friend’s ex. If ‘Trevor’ was so in love with ‘Alaina”, why was he fucking all these other girls?!? This seem to especially frustrate the guy in the front seat who said he had beaten ‘Trevor’s’ ass already, and would do it again, for being a complete douche who she leave their best friend’s ex alone, even if she was a slut. He would kick his ass if it wasn’t for all ‘Trevor’s’ frat brothers. Ah, the Greek system prevents tragedy.

But, I think I will go and share in detail my last ride of the night.

 

I picked up four students from that same bar, full of drunken country revelers. It was another “Wild Wednesday”, so I figured I would be getting a number of calls from this bar. The minute this group got into the car, the main girl who had called for the ride, we will call her ‘Mina’, started going off about how she was going home alone and how wrong that was.

 

The other three friends of hers, two girls who we will call ‘Dani and ‘Jo’, along with their male friend ‘Adam’, we’re razzing her about how she kept disappearing with guys all through the night and how she didn’t bring one of them home. She said they were all just friends. Obviously, because none of them came home with her.

 

She then started going on about how she just wanted a boyfriend. That made the two girls in the backseat very nauseous or so they said. They apparently were against the idea of boyfriends. They started to go off against men, saying boyfriends are the worst and no one should ever get married.

 

‘Adam’ asked them, “Who fucking hurt you?!?” He was astounded by how much they despised the concept of a boyfriend.

 

But ‘Mina’ said she wanted a boyfriend, or at least someone she could be with. It didn’t necessarily have to be a boyfriend, but someone she could watch sunsets with and who she could talk to.

 

They then went on to discuss the timeframe it takes for someone to be classified as “a boyfriend”. ‘Mina’ believed it should be after three dates. The others were in full disagreement. The girls thought it should take at least three months before they would say someone was their boyfriend. ‘Adam’ on the other hand said it would take him at least three months. They were all flabbergasted.

 

“How many dates was that going to be?” ‘Jo’ asked.

 

‘Adam’ asked them how many dates do you think it should be before someone should ask you to be their girlfriend.

 

‘Dani’ said “Well, at least 12 dates.”

 

“12 dates?” ‘Adam’ asked. “Is that like a date a week?

 

‘Mina’ replied, “Yes a date a week.”

 

‘Adam’ then said “Well, that would be three months then. A date a week times 12 dates is three months.”

 

‘Mina’ said, “Well, you also have to be hanging out constantly. That would make it sooner than three months. Like you don’t just see her once a week. You probably see her like five times a week.”

 

“OK,” ‘Adam’ said, “So ‘date’ doesn’t mean just hanging out. A date is a date. Like going out and doing something special. But you’re saying that we also are hanging out during the week, say, but not on any official date. Is that what you’re saying?”

 

“Yes”, ‘Dani’ replied, “And that would mean three months for you before you would officially be her boyfriend?”

 

“Well, if that was the case, and we were hanging out all the time, and getting closer and going on dates, consistently, then maybe sooner. But no earlier than a month!”

 

‘Mina’ said it shouldn’t take more than a month. “If a guy needs more than a month to become my boyfriend, he’s not the guy for me. I think it should take no more than a week.”

 

“That’s crazy!” ‘Adam’ responded. “You’ll never find a guy who will ask you to be their boyfriend in a week. OK…” he continued, “you might find that guy, but you should NOT go out with him, because he’s a lunatic.”

 

They continued to gauge how many dates versus how many days they hung out and how many hours in the day they hung out that it would take to qualify to call someone your boyfriend. ‘Adam’ told ‘Mina’ that if she really wanted a boyfriend, she should just ask a guy.

 

‘Mina’ vehemently said that she would never ask a guy to be her boyfriend. It is up to the guy.

 

I wanted to chime in and say something along the lines of “don’t we live in a modern world where women can ask men to be their boyfriends?” But I stayed quiet.

 

I pulled into their apartment complex, and they got out of the car still debating. ‘Dani’ said thank you for listening to their ranting.

 

I told them that I hoped they would find what they wanted and in the timeframe they desired.