Today, I must've been a slight bit more confident. I don't know what it is, but I went a little out of my comfort zone.
See, usually I'm a really big wimp; I have no guts. When I do, I usually feel really stupid afterward. This afternoon, the really good-looking french customer came in. I heard him and his friend speaking french, but never have the guts to say anything because I haven't had a class in a year! It's stupid, but true. And pronunciation becomes much harder when speaking to a native speaker!
Anyways, today he came in alone, and we had no other customers. I was in a good enough mood, feeling confident so I asked him. We talked just a little about it, and when he took his coffee and left saying "bye" or something, I said "au revoir!". Ahhhh, if that man asked me to marry him and I could never burp out loud again, I'd agree in a heartbeat. So cute. He has a really docile air about him; just seems soft-spoken, and sweet. Anyways, we'll see if I get the guts up to speak more french, perhaps "salut, comment ca va? moi? ca va bien, merci. qu'est-ce que vous voulez?" haha. Who knows.
Then! My parents were going out to eat with my aunt and uncle from Canada. They decided on Famous Daves in uptown because they have live music and dancing. Supposed to be swing, it wasn't completely. Anyways, when I got home from work, I decided to put on a dress and get real gussied up. Hair, make-up, shoes, dress, - the whole shebang. My mom asked after a while, if I'd want to dance (with my dad). I didn't want to because I'm a horrible dancer! Then he asked, and I couldn't say no. So we waited for a good song, and I was horrible. But it was fun. But I was HORRIBLE. Hahaha. I need legit lessons, not just being led.
So then my parents went, and I was watching, laughing cause it was cute to see. Then the guy sitting in front of me alone, who had been sharing a female partner with his friend, asked if i'd like to dance. I looked at him, and said "I'm not a good dancer." Hahaha, the best part, the fool looked at me and said, "Ah, me neither, come on..." and so I did. Me! I danced with a perfect stranger!! He was cute, seemed harmless, and I kind of couldn't resist. Haha. It was fun, but I say the fool because he underestimated how not good I meant when I said, "not good". But he led a lot better than my dad...(shhhhhsh, don't tell anyone. haha).
I left shocked at myself for doing that. I've never danced with a stranger! But maybe it was the dress, or the stomach full of barbeque, who knows! But I do know that I'm not like this every day, - I think I'd be afraid of myself if I was!
