I just want to die right now!
I just flashed, THE WHOLE AUDIENCE!
Today, I’m going to share a horror story, about one of my past dance performances.
You’ll get to learn a little bit about me, and also get to laugh at some of the crazy
things, I’m about to tell you.
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The story takes place 5 years ago, when I just started doing dance routines, as an amateur.
A woman who was getting married at that time, saw me and my dance partner Jen, practicing
at the studio.
I guess she liked our dancing, because she asked us to perform at her wedding.
We had only performed, like, twice ever in our entire lives, at that point.
Need I remind you, we’re REALLY amateurs.
But we took the gig anyways, because hey, they wanted to pay us.
There isn’t one broke dancer, who is going to turn down, a well paying gig.
Fast forward to the day of the wedding, and we get to the venue early.
We go onto the dance floor when no one’s there, and do a trial run of our routine.
It went well enough.
The Floor was a bit small, but hey, we’re feeling confident.
What could go wrong???
2 hours later, the party starts and it’s a great gatsby themed wedding.
Let me tell you, it was hella cool.
It becomes our turn to perform, so we walk onto the stage, and get into our starting
poses.
By the way, our routine was being done to Uptown Funk at that time.
Just as the music is about to start, the bride, who was sitting on a chair, on an elevated
platform, in front of the dance stage, gets up from her chair, and starts clapping and
cheering, like REALLY LOUDLY.
She starts waving her hands wildly and really excitedly, as if, there was a fire happening
in the hall or something.
Jen and I get totally distracted by her, and we miss the beginning of our music.
We’re both staring at the bride, and then, as if in slow motion, we turn our heads to
each other and both go like “OH CRAP!”
I start panicking, because I literally forgot the choreography.
This is like, a dancer's WORST NIGHTMARE!
Instead of standing there like an idiot, I lead a random dance move, a whip, for those
of you who know what I’m talking about.
We basically improvise the first 16 beats, before we get back onto the choreography.
I’m already face palming on the inside, and we’ve only just begun.
I’m mentally telling myself “Alpha, get your head back in the game.
It can’t get any worse than this!”
Little did I know, how wrong I was.
We’re going through the choreography, and it’s pretty shaky...
At the midway point of our routine, we’re supposed to do a weight support move, it was
a dip.
We go into the dip, and I slip, and I drop Jen right onto her butt.
We’re lucky that I didn’t fall on the ground too, because the only thing worse than
one person falling on the ground, is two people falling on the ground.
In my mind, I’m mentally going Fff-BEEEEEEEEP.
And so, we get back up and keep going.
At this point, I just want to die.
I want to crawl into a hole and hide away, for the rest of my life.
I’m dying on the inside, and I just want everything to be over.
Unfortunately, the universe had other plans for me that day.
As we’re nearing our finale, I’m getting ready for our finishing move.
It’s a weight support move, where I’m supposed to catch Jen, in a really, deep,
lunge.
We go into it, and the move works out perfectly.
Except...
I hear a really loud ripping sound…
Followed, by cool air, on my butt.
Turns out… my black pants split in the middle… and the worst part?
I was wearing white underwear…
I just flashed, THE WHOLE AUDIENCE!
We get up, bow and walk off the dance floor.
Apparently, everybody really enjoyed the routine, but I was like, devastated.
The bride and groom wanted us to stay, so that we could party with them.
But I left as soon as possible, because I felt so ashamed.
I basically cried all night, because of how terribly it went.
Oh god, that was a traumatic experience.
Nowadays though, I look back on that story pretty fondly, and remember it as a funny
thing that happened to me.
People may try to educate you, and tell you that the moral of this story, is to practice
something, until you can never get it wrong.
To them, I say, HELLLL NOOOO!
This ain’t no education channel.
The moral of this story, is that when you dance, ALWAYS match your underwear to your
pants.
You never know, when you might accidentally, flash your entire audience...
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