New Nobel Prize Category

So I went swing dancing this weekend. I haven’t gone swing dancing since college, 6 years ago. I was reminded by the middle of the first song why that is. Swing Dancing is definitely not one of my talents. It won’t be appearing on my resume.

The night started out with my roommate Eric and friend Jenn and I driving out to the place together. We get there and see one of the guys from Bible Study that we were meeting there. He had already paid. It was $18! I thought he was joking when he told me that. But I was stuck there so I borrowed 18 bucks from one of the other guys and we went in. There was a lesson (which I really needed) to start off. The teachers were really good. They were funny and they did a really good job showing us the steps. Also they had us rotating to a new partner every few minutes. That was nice because it helps you to scope out the crowd. It was bad because it let too many girls know that I was not the person that they should dance with.

During the rotations I met a pretty cute girl named Amy. After the lessons were over and the band started playing and Jenn had danced with me for 2 songs (probably mostly because she thought I’d call her mom and tell on her), I was ready to strike out on my own. I was talking to a guy from our bible study and Amy was talking to him too. She knew him from playing Frisbee together. So we talked for a few minutes then I asked her if she wanted to dance. She apparently didn’t learn, or remember, from the lesson and said yes. We get out on the floor for the last few bars, which was average for me. It generally took me most of the song to get up the courage to ask someone to dance. So anyway we finish out that song and she stays with me for the next song. I was really terrible. I couldn’t find the beat and even if I could I didn’t know what steps to do. The lessons were good but they didn’t teach how to do an 8 step. Then she actually stayed on the floor for a third song (really it was 2.1 songs total). After that she had enough and we split up. I went off to find other victims and she went off to find someone that wouldn’t jerk her all over the place. There were at least 2 other songs (really one total since it took half the song for me to ask) that she was willing to “dance” with me. She was also the only one that smiled back at me. The other women pretty much didn’t smile back at me at all. It was a pretty fun night all in all. Doubt I’ll ever get to tell her she deserves a humanitarian award for being so patient.