I had an odd text message exchange yesterday with my dance partner.
"Hey, you wanna come to superdance with me tomorrow"
"I am working on Friday until 1:30 and WTF is superdance?"
"Cool, it opens at 2 - I was not going to spend all day there.."
"So what is it?"
"A shoe shop silly :)"
"WTF makes you think I want to go shoe shopping with you? I have never even gone shoe shopping with a GF before let alone a mate!"
"They are dance shoes!"
"Uh ok, count me in."
And there it is folks, with five little words I have been relegated to the roll of a straight man playing the gay shopping partner for a 21 year old hottie.
Here is hoping I find some new dance shoes, get laid or both...