Rejected (Part 1)

I learned that I'm very loud the hard way. My youth always went to Six Flags once a year at the beginning of the summer. My two friends, Dalton and Seth, and I were die hard rollercoster fans. So on this particular trip years ago Dalton, Seth, and me were waiting in line for the Riddler. Three girls walked up and that's where the humiliation began. The dilemma was that there were three of us and three of them, and each cart only held two people. So one of the girls said that she would ride with Dalton, and her friends were going to take the next ride. Of course me being the idiotic, wannabe casanova that I thought I was, decided to give Dalton some "advice". It turned out to be the worse advice possible.