Great, *now* you tell me…

We’ve all had the feeling of being stuck with someone we didn’t want to be around. Well, I got that at a waltzing workshop I went to tonight (which, for the record, I thoroughly enjoyed). One of my partners, a newbie, happened to be paired up with me several times. Now, let me stress that she was a perfectly nice person, and the fact that she was a beginner wasn’t a problem with me; in fact, she was picking it up well. However, toward the end of our last and final pairing, we had this exchange:

  • Her: I apologize in advance if I barf on you. [She said it kind of like a joke, but I could sense she wasn't all jest.]
  • Me: Oh…are you that dizzy? [We'd been doing a fair amount of turning.]
  • Her: No.
  • Me: …Are you…sick?
  • Her: Kind of.
  • Me: Oh.
  • Inner thoughts: Oh, great. Thanks.

Context: I just had a cold two weeks ago. Needless to say, though I finished the dance out of politeness, there was much hand-washing directly after.

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  • Bruceworona
    wow a real family yu guys rock
  • I think I might be one of those crazy people in line, I talk to everyone, but then it might be just living in a small town.

    Maybe your "crazy" people also live in a small town where that's "normal"????

    Whatever, that makes me feel better.
  • toni
    Isn't it funny how things like that are always happening? btw I was asked last week to join a group similar to your waltzing workshop. I haven't decided yet because of travel plans, but I was told that in the group, guys are scarce, so I'd be dancing with other girls mostly, of course I don't mind at all, however, *smiling innocently* I have to admit that after hearing that news, the idea of joining did lose a bit of its appeal lol.
  • dan
    i get crazy people. if there's a crazy person in the crowd, they will be sure to find me to include in their "moment" du jour. it never fails, and my friends are relentless about reminding me of it.
  • unclebob
    I can understand where you're coming from.

    when I'm in line for a something the person in front of me will turn around and start sharing their life story with me. I don't know this person, never seen them before and didn't even make eye contact with them. they just turn around and whammo, out it comes. being the nice guy I am, I listen to their story and make positive comments. when we get to the head of the line, they go their way and I go mine and we never cross paths again. My friends notice this and get a good laugh out of it saying "better you than me".

    bob
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