Most of the time I time the number 7 bus to ballroom class; however, I eventually started missing the bus back to my apartment after class was over. One time it was during competition time when we were having an important conversation about competition where and another was while I was getting dinner from Taco Bell. I was stuck in front of the gym at 10 pm at night with no way to get back to the apartment except to walk.
So I did, pepper spray in one hand and my cell phone in the other. It was about a thirty minute walk. I figured I should probably call someone so I wouldn’t have such a lonely walk back. So I called some friends, no answer. Then I called mom. I didn’t tell her what I was doing; she would have killed me if she knew I was walking home in the dark. I just told her that I was walking home from the bus stop. She thought I was talking about the one in front of my apartment; I was referring to the one by Talley. After having to do this twice, I decided I should probably drive to dance class.
So I set out to find a parking space at 7:40pm, class is at 8 pm. I keep circling and I notice there was no parking. So I told myself, ok one more round and then I was going back to the apartment. But when the round ended I just kept driving, 8 pm came and the 8:20 and I was still in the car looking for parking spaces. I eventually found one a couple of minutes later. I just can’t believe I rode around looking for a parking space for 40 minutes. So am I crazy or just dedicated? Probably a bit of both but I am mostly stubborn and finding a parking space became a game I was playing, and I wasn’t willing to give up until I found one. Game or not I made it to dance when I told myself so many times to turn around and go home.
I'd say insanity is going a little too far, so I'll go with dedication. I've heard about the ballroom dancing thing at ncsu, but havent looked into it for... a variety of reasons. Its one of those things like yoga or pilates that might be fun, might be good for you, but, as a guy, you probably dont want people to know that you do it or are interested (unless you are really good at one of them, which kind of makes it ok, or at least forgivable).
ReplyDeleteYou know, I used to be forced to attend my sister's biannal ballet recitals. At the time, I hated them (and in all fairness, they were probably really poorly done). Anyways, I still have an aversion to "the nutcracker"... and to some otherwise excellent compositions by tchaikovsky... but I would kind of like to go see a well done ballet. Except, I can't think of anyone I could convince to go with me... oh welll.
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