Mmkay, I'll bite. What did you do?
Well.
I met a chick on Friday.
Talked to her again on Saturday. Turns out parents weren't home, weren't coming home until late, like 10 or so. Naturally I take the opportunity to head on over and hang out with this chick.
Naturally we go for a swim.
Naturally I end up holding second base for a few hours.
Naturally I misjudge the time and the entire rest of her family returns all piled in a van.
So here I am on their side porch with their daughter - thankfully both of us clothed at the time - having no clue who any of these people are and vice versa.
Knowing running would just cause a terrible impression, I do the only thing left available to me. I stand up, lean against the railing, smile, and greet them as they enter their house, like I'm supposed to be there or something.
I charm them enough that I get off more or less scot-free. Her father basically said "nice to meet you, just let us know you're coming over next time."
I learned this morning that I in fact charmed them enough apparently that she didn't get anything worse than a minor talking-to.
And I thought all those door-to-door jobs were going to waste. Silly me.