So we've come up with a new idea to celebrate all things awkward. We're going to come up with an awkward situation or moment and ask you, our devoted awkward reader, to elaborate on the moment to make it even more awkward, as incredibly and unbearably awkward as you possibly can muster up in your little fingers. Sound strange? We hope so. We will put the prompt up at the start of the week and post the finished product at the beginning of next week (before the new prompt) Let's just try it out and see how things go...You've just graduated college. Yay! You are a college graduate now. And in honor of this momentous occasion, your father has planned a special father-daughter dinner because hey! you just graduated fuckin' college! Except the waiter doesn't know that and he keeps giving your dad weird winks and he's brought over a complimentary bottle of champagne, whispering low to daddy-dearest; "for you and your beautiful wife."
(Please. Make this more awkward.)
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So you're stuck with this postulating waiter. You love your dad but wish he would stop with the botox and the hair dye already. Or maybe you just wish he wasn't the kind of guy people would assume had a twenty-two year old trophy wife. You feel embarrassed as 'Hollaback Girl' plays from your purse, but it is designer so you don't mind drawing the attention of the guy with the short brown hair in the red turtleneck. You take your cell phone out and flip it open, a razor, thanks dad. The text message you get directs you to a website which you access with your instant internet access. The site makes your forehead wet. The friend who sent the text saw the website at another friends. That friend found out about the website from the guy who started the site by putting up a photo he had been sent from a friend. The photo was taken by the friend while he was at a restaurant. It is of you and your father and the headline reads 'Father and Daughter or Husband and Wife?' You look at your silverware and consider which piece to use. First to destroy your cell phone, than to stab the waiter in his stomach. You look at your dad. He looks fifty-five to you. You hand him your phone and tell him to look at the screen.
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