You've been warned about peer pressure, right?

And just because it's overcast outside and I have a little extra time, I thought I'd tell you all about my worst experience with peer pressure.

Mothers get your daughters. They need to learn what to expect from creepy little boys.

Fathers get your boys. They need to learn what absolutely does not work.

Let's go back in time to 1995 when I was dating money minus the brains. Mind you I said dating-- not sleeping with-- DATING-- like this was our second or third date.

And so, I agreed to meet the boy at his office (yes, he had a real job, but I'll still call him "boy" -- you'll understand in a minute).

There I was dressed in my college finest, waiting to go out on the town-- when from behind the desk Mr. Brainless says

"Wanna do "it"?
"Excuse me?" I said.
"Yeah," he said. "Wanna do it? You look hot."
"No," I said.
"Oh come on. It will only take a second," he said.

Like TIME was an issue. I don't think if you really want ot get in a girl's pants, bragging that "it will only take a second" is the key that unzips the zipper.

So what was your worst experience with Mr or Ms. Brainless?