As any female who’s ever ventured out to a club will tell you, there’s something about dancing that seems to make it okay for random males to attempt to grope you. Maybe it’s the modern day mating call, maybe it’s programmed into their genetic makeup, I don’t know. They’re persistent, too. If you escape, they tend to follow. This gets old fast and you wonder, “why won’t they just let me dance?” Because, if you’re like me, you get really frustrated when someone throws off your groove with the rather uncreative dance moves that seem acceptable for many (not all) of the male persuasion.
Before I proceed, I should disclaim that I’m sure there are females guilty of doing similar to what I’m currently accusing the male population of doing. I also don’t believe this is all guys. There is a specific type of guy who goes out to clubs, gets hammered with a single purpose in mind (hint: dancing isn’t that purpose), and doesn’t respect either the bodies or wishes of those he accosts. That is the guy I’m talking about.
The trend among the Latinos (I’m not sure if they were Nica or otherwise) who wanted to dance with us seemed to involve the following steps:
- Strike up a conversation, however stilted, due to my Spanish deficiencies
- After a reasonable amount of time had passed, ask to dance.
- If accepted, dance, but don’t grab hold like she’s a life raft right away.
- Dancing becomes more relaxed, but no violations of personal space ensue.
Also, they could dance. It. Was. Awesome. I don’t think I’ve ever had so much fun dancing with anyone at any dance club ever. We did salsa and a little bachata and a little hybrid. There was one song that started and the guy I was dancing with got super excited and exclaimed, “samba?!” I’m learning samba, so I was equally excited. Obviously this style of samba was different from “competition” samba, but still incredibly fun. This guy had been dancing with a beer in his hands at first, but then put it down because we were becoming pretty energetic. We cleared a pretty solid space on the dance floor because we were moving all over the place and even attracted a small audience. It was epic. He was completely appropriate and didn’t try any funny business – entirely a gentleman.
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