Lying

1981

I wanted to be a serious student. So I sat with my stack of books
in the “twenty-four hour room” where I could smoke while I read.
It was like a fishbowl, three walls of windows and too social,
but I liked it anyway. Better than hiding in the stacks.
Up comes a guy, a “music nerd” as I called him
(although I myself was one too), what I defiantly was not,
and he asked me if I wanted to go get a drink. Yes.
So we walked in the dark to Main and he bought me a beer.
He had a coke. I drank my beer and smoked and when I finished
he asked me if I wanted another and I said no, I had more work to do.
Then he said “I was going to get you drunk and seduce you”
and I said you can get me drunk but you can’t seduce me.