Well, not saying that I have anything against the guys that were born and raised here and never left, but, when I moved here last year, I went out with a guy I had met at a temp job I had. Since I didn't know anyone, I figured why not and since he was born and raised here, I thought he would know some places to go. Nope, not happening. First of all, he couldn't even find my house (I live just off of the intersection of Pegg rd. and 235), After he called twice for directions, he finally showed up around 6pm. Then he asked me where I wanted to go (uh, hello, I've been here a month and you've been here 30 yrs) then when I said let's go bowling because he mentioned he had a bowling ball and all that stuff, I figured he was pretty good, and because I suck I didn't really care anyway, I just wanted to do something on a Saturday night. However, when I bowled a 109 and he bowled below that, he became a little upset as well as with the next game, which I won again. After we ate at a chain restaurant (instead of a local place, which I didn't know of any at the time) he asked about going somewhere else at which point I just said "Ya know what, I just remembered, I got this thing tomorrow, can you just take me home now." It was only 8:30pm when I got home. So I ended up watching a rental movie with my mother.
How's that?