What’s my favourite thing in the world? Swing dancing!
Not really! I have never tried it. Until Saturday night when Mike, Duncan, Claudine, Vero, Marc, Sara and Chantelle ventured out to the free lesson at Ottawa U. What can I say? It was alright. The only problem I had with it is that I had a whole 2 minutes of dancing with Vero and then had to switch partners. Boo. I don’t mind dancing, but let me look like a fool and a fun time with someone I know.
I was also severely snubbed during the event seeing that when I went to the next girl in line, she bailed and went to dance with a friend who just showed up, which left me standing in between couples dancing and me staring the wall. Then memories of the same events happening at Grade Eight dances came flooding back (actually, let’s be honest here and realize that no one actually danced at Grade Eight dances and it was cooler to just hang out near the wall) and I felt dumb so I did what every good man does – bail for the washroom. Ah…the safe haven. No one can question what you’re doing in the washroom. Unless you spend 20 minutes in there and your girlfriend sends my friends over to see if I’m alright. Anyhow, I’ll admit, I bailed, I was a baby, but whatever. I don’t dig dancing with people I don’t know.
So…would I do it again? Well, why not? Only if I could just dance with someone I know.
Also, I don’t know how useful swing dancing is in the grand scheme of things. Perhaps ballroom is better suited? What am I saying? It’s not like I go to any balls or anything from the 19th century here.
iplaying: Hot Metal Streaking Down the 401 – Sam Roberts Band – 2005-08-25 Buffalo NY
