mine is short but brutal. in the 8th grade we had an end of the year dance called the catillion.(basically middle school prom)this on puerto rican foid who was decently attractive found herself without a date to the dance with only 3 days till the dance.during social studies class she was talking to her friends about the situation when one of them brought me up as a potential date.(the fact that her friend knew i would be dateless is horrid enough but it gets worse) she responds horribly by saying out loud "ew no!"with me directly in front of her, she knew damn well i could her their conversation but could care less. what was left of my ambition to pursue foids was crushed that day.