I read an article in our local newspaper the other day that totally floored me. Did you know that teens are spending an average of nearly one thousand dollars these days on prom??
Yes, you heard that right. Prom. And more than three hundred of those dollars typically goes toward the “promposal.”
What’s that? Promposal? You’re making that up, right?
No, sadly I’m not.
Promposal is the actual asking for a date to prom. And now it’s being celebrated in all sorts of “memorable” ways, including hiring helicopters, singing, scavenger hunts, you-name-it. As long as it can be recorded on social media like Twitter and YouTube.
Because, why not, right??
It’s not enough that shy teenaged boys have to muster up courage to ask a girl to one of the biggest formal events of their young lives. Not enough they have to rent a tux, buy flowers, take someone out to dinner, make small talk, dance, and endure a dozen or more other uncomfortable things.
Now they have to do promposals, too.
And the splashier and more memorable, the better.
Back in the day — I’m talking about my son Domer’s day (nobody cares about when I was in high school!) — if you weren’t dating anybody steadily, you joined with your friends and went in groups to prom. You danced with the girls who’d gone to prom with their friends, you ate whatever snacks were available, you enjoyed joking and listening to music.
And you were glad when the whole shindig was over. And you could go back to worrying about final exams, college entrance applications, sports tournaments, and graduation.
Not any more. Now you’ve got a credit card debt setting you back a few hundred dollars.
Welcome to adulthood.