As if taking bartending classes twice a week wasn't enough, I've also started ballroom dancing lessons with a couple girls from work, and one girl's boyfriend, through Mississauga Parks & Rec.
I was kind of unsure about it at first, but it's turned out to be a lot of fun. There certainly are worse ways to spend an hour and a half than across from a pretty girl.
The lessons kind of a mixed bag; so far we've learned the Fox Trot, Rumba and Cha-Cha. The thing is that the four of us are by far the youngest ones in the class, so the pace of instruction is a bit slow in order to let the geriatrics keep up.
I'm told that girls go nuts for "cultured" guys that know how dance. I hope they don't pay too close attention though, or they'll notice my partner's bruised toes as well as her habit of trying to lead (probably to avoid being stepped on).
I bet Fred Astaire never had these problems. Maybe I should arrange it so that I do bartending right before dancing. A couple stiff drinks ought to loosen me up, and everyone knows that singing and dancing skills are directly proportional to the amount of liquor consumed. Let's hope my partner agrees.
