The Dangers of Waltzing
Friday evening I went to the Friday Night Waltz. In a typical display of my luck this week, I wound up getting elbowed in the face twice. One was merely a glancing blow to my cheekbone, and did no damage. The other happened when my dance partner, who shall remain nameless, had taken over leading for the moment. She attempted to turn me under her arm, and instead turned her elbow straight into my face!
One eighth of an inch higher, and I would have had a bloody nose. Instead, my upper lip merely stung for the rest of the night. I had no idea that following could be so dangerous!
One eighth of an inch higher, and I would have had a bloody nose. Instead, my upper lip merely stung for the rest of the night. I had no idea that following could be so dangerous!