I am making an attempt to integrate and become invested in the Monument Park 19th Ward. Whether you describe it as a valiant attempt all depends on your perspective. Every time I go to an activity I find the the song "one of these things is not like the other, one of these just does not belong, can you tell which things is not like the other by the time I finish this song" running laps in my head. And it seems to sum things up nicely. I am the thing that does not belong. I am the misfit in this ward. One begins to ask just why I am going there. I hope it gets better soon.
The latest adventure occurred at FHE this week. A night of beginning social dance. I am not in need of beginning social dance lessons but I thought it a good interactive way to meet people so I gave it a go. And I walked away with a latest and greatest story. Are you ready for it?
There was a change in partners in the dance line and a a new man strolled up beside me and asked how I was doing with the dancing. I replied "I am doing fine- but dance is my thing". To which he looked at me quizzically and asked- "dance is your thing?" "Yes", I said, "I am a dancer." At which point he stepped back looked me up and down and said "You don't look like a dancer." "What does a dancer look like?" I asked. "I don't know" he said, "lithe and elegant". I was stunned and speechless. Did he really just say that? And the funny part was he was clueless as to the backhanded jab he just handed me. He went on with get to know you conversation as I was attempting to smother the steam that was rising. And I thought-hmmm, I wonder why you're not married.
So there you have it.
Another successful blog entry courtesy of MP 19.