Forgetfulness
I like to do ballroom dancing. I would consider myself a "social dancer" and have had the same dance partner for almost five years. Last evening had a Halloween theme to the dance and many of us were in costume. This ballroom owner has several "mixers" where everyone gets a chance to dance with each other. It's a nice way to meet people and gives everyone an opportunity to dance should they not have a regular dance partner. During one of the mixers, it starts with one couple dancing, then the music stops and they find new partners and this dance/stop/find new partner continues until everyone is up dancing and having a grand time. In the world of ballroom etiquette, gentlemen ask un-escorted ladies to dance and tend to shy away from any lady who has a regular dance partner. My dance partner was selected early in the mixer by a lady and when the music stopped, he didn't come to get me, he just kept dancing with other ladies. I sat at the table waiting until the very last part of the mixer when a gentleman finally asked me to dance. When my partner returned, I asked him why he didn't come to get me...he said he forgot I was there! Now, I'm thinking, hmmm....I just brought him Halloween chocolates, wine, we've danced at least six or more dances before this mixer, I was sitting at the table in all my glory as a Renaissance Vampiress complete with evil wig, white-painted face with bruises craftily applied, spider web hose and gloves....and he forgot I was there!


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