I have realised I’m not the world’s most suave, sophisticated or even stylish person. I think of myself that way, but when your best dance move is The Sprinkler, you’re only kidding yourself.
I was at a party recently when the music stopped abruptly, and I was caught mid-dance-move. In my mind, I thought I must have looked like I was doing some weird karate move, so rather than be sprung for being mega-uncool, I yelled, “Aiiii!” and launched myself into the nearest person.
I’m not great at thinking on my feet.
“Heh, heh, just thought you had a spider on you. Karate, you know.”
I have mentioned that I’m not great at thinking on my feet.
The man, who was a complete stranger but looked a little like David Tennant, scraped me off his chest and looked at me like I was a crazy woman. Which maybe I was, but that’s beside the point.
“Can I help you?”
“Uh, no. Just – A spider. Thought you might be arachnophobic. Never know when fear may cause a random heart-attack.”
By this time, everyone at the party was staring, and the gorgeous man before me had smirk just tugging the corner of his mouth. I was so embarrassed, you could have used my face as a grill pan.
He leaned in and whispered, “Caught in a bad dance move?”
“How did – I mean, what – ?” Was this guy inside my mind?
“Done it myself, you know.” He smiled and threw his arms in the air, screaming, “Ah! Spider! get it off!”
I karate-chopped him again – a little more half-heartedly than I could have – and he said loudly, “Thanks so much. I think that got it.”
I smiled, grateful that the music started again and everyone got back to moving in perfect rhythm.
‘David’ and I started dancing again, but it was obvious that his moves were more of a disaster than mine. He looked like someone was tasering him as he moved spasmodically around the dance floor, clearing a space ten feet in diameter around us.
Lest someone think we were together and start filming their next YouTube episode, I left, feigning a call of nature.
“See you soon then?” he asked hopefully.
“Heh, heh. Yeah. I mean, sure. I just have to – you know.”
He nodded and continued ‘dancing’.
I left. David Tennant or no, that man should have learned The Sprinkler.
That’s one I don’t know, I will have to YouTube The Sprinkler. 😀
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You don’t knnow The Sprinkler?! Yes, please YouTube. It’s the sort of thing an uncool Dad does at a school dance,
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Sounds like me even though I’m not a dad! 😂
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Are we, like, twins?!
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