I grew up in So. Calif. and we had "Grad Night" where seniors would go to Disneyland and spend all night there. When I was a sophomore a senior asked me as his date.
He was someone I didn't really like but didn't know how to say no--so I went. It was the worst time for both of us. Because I didn't want to be there I behaved like a complete a$$. I treated him terribly, acted like a pouty child. This guy never got angry, he was a complete gentleman and I totally regret to this day acting like that.
His name was Mark something-- I don't remember now...but sorry Mark!! i was a butt.