Tap That/ Sex On The Dance Floor - Prom 2012
My date to prom was the Valedictorian.
He isn’t one of those unfunctional nerds,
just one of those scary smart guys.
He’d never really been to a dance before,
so he didn’t really know what to do.
At pictures,
I essentially had to grab his hands and place them around my waist
for the typical prom pose.
Not a big deal though,
I’m not a big fan od “handsy-ness”.
At the dance,
everyone was grinding.
As far as grinding goes,
I don’t really like it.
I mean,
I’ll do it because it is the socially expected thing -
sadly -
but I’d prefer not to.
I’m not a spectacular dancer,
but I can dance.
However, when I grind,
it’s like I have an awkward weight attached to my hips and that’s preventing me from actually moving.
My date last year could keep up,
but most of the time the guys either won’t or can’t.
Anyway,
Mr. Valedictorian didn’t really seem into grinding either,
or dancing.
He literally stood next to me with his hands in his pockets while I
danced with my friends -
who all had their asses attached to the front of their dates.
About 20 minutes in, it started.
What is “it”?
Lots of unwanted advice.
One guy I know, named Rob,
came over and tried to whisper,
but obviously gaged it wrong,
“Man, seriously, tap that”.
Another guy, Tim, literally yelled at him for not dancing.
Cuba walked by and yelled, “*Insert name here*, I think you should dance now!”
To which my date replied that he was.
After hearing this, Cuba literally pointed at me and yelled “WITH HER!”
Those are just some of the ones I saw.
I suspect there were more,
because everytime I came back from the bathroom or talking to people,
etc,
there would be guys grabbing his shoulder and then looking towards me momentarily.
There was literally an instance on the dance floor where this kid I know way back from hebrew school, Jake,
was grinding with his date next to us on the dance floor,
and was yelling at my date to grind.
He actually threatened to grab my waist and ”dance” with me if my date didn’t.
By that point,
I was so fed up with the awkward standing and others interfering
that I just grabbed his hands and put them around,
and did the socially expected thing.
Eventually he got into it,
but I don’t know how I feel about that.
This is a kid who I have no romantic feelings for,
and who I have to see in multiple classes for the rest of the year,
and I know what his dick feels like because of grinding.
It’s really weird,
and I’m not sure how to look him in the eye.
So I’ll probably just pretend it never happened.
For the record,
I did have a really good time at prom.
It wasn’t really worth the hype,
but it was still fun.
The thing that bothers me most from the night wasn’t my dates refusal to dance,
or his blatant embrace of mating-ritual-esque dancing.
What bothers me is all the guys who felt a need to tell him to dance.
I know they were trying to break him out of his shell,
but still.
If any of them wanted to be concerned about my dancing,
they should have asked me to prom.
I’m not a “that”.