Once in my early 20s, a cheating buttwad of a boyfriend lent me his grey Toyota Tercel hatchback. I drove it from Los Angeles to my family’s home in San Diego and planned to meet him there because he was a marine and often stayed at my mom and dad’s place between his Camp Pendleton duties.
What a dick.
But the point is, as I was driving with my left hand and searching through his console with my right, I found a mix tape from someone named “Ruby.” It was a Memorex. It looked oft-played. There was a heart drawn on it.
That total dick.
At any rate, I popped the cassette into the tape deck. “Ruby” professed her love in a ditsy little girl voice, then apparently put the tape player next to the shower so my dickhead boyfriend could hear her splashing and um, other stuff, under the pulsating water jets.
I may have concocted that whole last clause in my head, but it’s how I remember it.
Then, a lovely song began to play. “The Promise (When in Rome).” Hmmm, I thought, this “Ruby” wasn’t half bad. The playlist that followed charmed me, even if its intent was to lure my boyfriend away.
That’s when I fell in love.
With the mixtape.
The dick stayed a dick and now he’s a dick with some other woman.
So today’s PROMPTuesday:
You’re making a mix CD. Who do you make it for? What do you put on it?
Please post your submission in the comments OR post in your blog and leave a link to your blog in the comments.
And also — First time to PROMPTuesday? Welcome! Read a bit about this weekly writing exercise here.
(Want to see what’s been written in the past? Catch up on the PROMPTuesdays archive here.)
(Thanks to this excellent place for today’s inspiration.)