9/26/2013

I Won't Dance

Story Sent in by Amos:

I'm not a dancing expert, but I know my moves. Roseanne was excited to read (on my profile) that I did ballroom and she asked me where I liked to dance in the city. It didn't take long for us to plan a date involving dinner and dancing.

At dinner she iterated and reiterated how much she looked forward to going out to dance. She said that she knew Lindy, Charleston, and rattled off several other dances. I looked forward to see what she could do.

When we hit the dance floor and faced each other, she just grabbed my shoulders and rocked back and forth, just like at a middle school dance. It wasn't what I was expecting, and it caught me off guard.

"This is the Lindy," I told her, referring to the music that was playing.

"I know."

"...so let's do the Lindy."

"This is fine."

Thing is that it wasn't fine. We were the only morons in the place not doing the Lindy. People were looking at us.

"Do you know how to do the Lindy?" I asked her.

"Yes!" she hissed, "I'm doing it right now."

She wasn't, but I let it slide. After a little while, the style changed to Charleston, then I think to salsa. Regardless, each time I tried to do the right moves, she was just content to keep her arms on my shoulders and rock back and forth. She didn't even let me lead or spin her around. "I don't believe in spinning," she told me.

Finally, I grew a bit tired of it and asked her if it was okay if we switched partners for a dance or two.

"Of course!" she said, "I know that's how these things work. Let me know when you want me back."

I danced with a few other people for no more than three dances. When I looked around to find Roseanne, she was gone without a trace. I stuck around for a little while longer and danced with a few more people. It was fun, so at least the night wasn't a total loss.

I called her the next day and left a message to ask her what had happened. No response and so I left it at that.

12 comments:

  1. You should have given her a red carnation, then you guys could have gone steady!

    I'm sorry OP, girls don't understand how much time you spend working on your sweet dance moves.

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  2. Her idiotic lie is so blatant, I almost want to call her brave. But stupid is stupid.

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  3. Seriously? All day and only 2 comments? Come on lurkers, time to participate!

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  4. I took Blue Blue's kissginity during a middle school dance.

    It was yesterday.

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  5. She needs to meet up with this guy. I'm sure he could teach her some sweet moves.

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  6. I don't know what to say. She was a lousy date and he still called her. And I don't know, I'm not digging OP all that much either. I don't know what to say...

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  7. oh hell no steve you didn't take my kissingity @ a middle school dance! That why I am not marrying you steve if you can't remember where you took my kissginity.

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  8. What a beautiful fairy tale Steve & Green Green MomDad's wedding day will be. You're all invited.
    Now, this date. Poor Roseanne barely able to move because of her severe EVS and the selfish OP would rather prance around than help the needy? Just stick to the local beats and men's sauna from here on in OP.

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  9. I voluntee to sub for Geen Green's MomDad if she does a no show on the Big Day, so you won't miss out on a wife Steve.

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  10. @ Tourist - 'nother great rewind!

    If making this your thing helps bring you out from the shadows more, I'm all for it :)

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  11. Tryn2fly, DO NOT CALL ME GREEN GREEN MOMDAD I AM NOT GREEN GREEN MOMDAD. YOU CAN MARRY STEVE TRYN2FLY I DON'T WANT TO MARRY SOMEONE WHO DOESN'T REMEMBER WHERE THEY TOOK MY KISSINIGTY.

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