Salsa dancing - help needed

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Wifey wants me out of the pub and has decided that she wants us to have salsa lessons (dance not Mexican side dish). This is my idea of hell but she has always wanted to do it.

Basically, if I don't do it, she will go with one of her mates.

There is no way I am allowing her and her mad mates to get involved with some slimey, snake-hipped gigolo with high heels and wandering hands.

I thought about threatening to go on the lash every time she goes on the p̶u̶l̶l̶ dancing, but this would only speed up my alcohol etc related demise.


What to do?!?!

Think you should go and hit them with some classic moves, blow them seedy little fiends away!
 

Having had exactly the same experience myself...

i) it is great fitness training if you need to get in shape
ii) if you are in a decent class, they rotate partners so you get to try out partnering other women as well as your wife
and, this is the clincher:
iii) my partner was convinced that she was going to be better than me (and she was). So there we were, practising away on the dancefloor, when the instructor (who was the equivalent of Ola Jordan on the local TV version of Dancing With The Stars at the time) stops us. "XXX," she says, to my partner, "stop doing what you are doing. You are leading and, in ballroom dancing the man is always in charge. Even if he is making mistakes, you have to follow his lead. It's the only way you both will get better." Cue fuming partner and me quietly clearing my throat every time she tried in the next few weeks.

(We did actually both get better as we wanted to learn for social reasons - in some countries most people learn to dance when they are young and you feel a bit out of it if you go to a do and everyone else is whirling around the floor.)
 
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