Sixteen

80s music & dance floor equals pure magic for my dance moves or maybe just silly entertainment for the people near me.  For example, “Maneater” started playing and in addition to singing at the top of my lungs, the clear dance move is to walk around opening my arms up and down like a crocodile mouth.  Clearly.  That’s what I was doing in the dance area right by the door, and almost took off a newcomer’s face. I apologized, laughed, and kept going in the opposite direction because that guy looked a little taken aback. 

After three hours of spinning around, it was time to go.  As I was making my way to the door, I passed by the guy that I accidentally attacked with my crocodile move.  “Hey, I’m sorry I nearly took off your face when you came in; “Maneater”  was playing, and that is the required dance move.”  He laughed, then looked serious and said, “It’s okay, except that I had a traumatic experience with the game Hungry Hippos when I was a child, and I immediately had a flashback to that day.”  “Oh no!  I’m so sorry.” Then I gave him a hug (I'm addicted to hugs), and asked, “How can I make it up to you?” “It’s okay, I’ll be fine.  It’ll just take some time.”  Very enthusiastically I told him, “I know! Let’s go on a date. You can tell me all about your Hungry Hippo fears, and then I’ll be extra charming and help you get past your fears.”  He agreed, and we exchanged numbers and said goodbye.

*Please note, that Sixteen didn’t really have a traumatic experience with Hungry Hippos.  At least I hope not because if he did I was laughing way too much during our conversation. 

Two days later I asked him to join me for bowling, but he wasn’t available.  He then invited me to meet up with him for drinks, but I already had plans.  A few days later I invited him for dancing but got no response.  I gave it one more go and sent him this text, 3 more chances: 1. Drinks tomorrow.  2. Hotel Utah Friday. 3. Free haircut from the assistant at my salon.  (The assistant at the salon is practicing men’s haircuts, so I figured I should pimp her out while I try to get myself some dates).  Sixteen promptly replied I give props for persistence.  And I could use drinks and a haircut, but I’m actually back on the east coast where I live.  That would have been nice to know earlier.