Bad Dances? WTF?

This is actually just a short aside…

I get on the floor to dance with Mr. Ivan and he says “We have bad dances.”

“What?” I respond.

“We have bad dances.”

“Okay.  Well, I thought we were doing pretty well here so far.  I’ve felt good.”

“No!  We have BAT dances!”

“Um okay.  Cha cha is starting!”

“Shit!” I think.  It’s been such a fun and relaxed and good competition from my perspective.  Why is my instructor now telling me I did poorly?!  I feel like this is the best we have done so far.  GRRRR!  But guess what?  We have to dance.  Suck it up and make it work.  Go!

We have this conversation in the 20 seconds prior to a dance round.

“Oh, I sorry!  Bat (or as my American ears hear it “Bad”) means 5 in Bulgarian.”

My internal dialogue:  Shit?! Really?!  You stinking bastard?!?  Are you kidding me?!  Really?  You actually now just did this to me!  You knew “very well” – a phrase you utilize often with me – you knew “very well” what Bat or Bad or whatever sounds like in freakin’ English…you knew very well it means bad, poor, not good…  You suck!  Hardcore.  Bat?!  Bad?!  WTH?!?!?!

On the outside, however, I graciously say, “Oh!  Thanks for explaining that.  We have 5 dances in a row.  Great!  I am so happy that I get to dance them with you!

AHHHHH!

LOLOLOL.

Can you relate?  Please share!!!

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6 thoughts on “Bad Dances? WTF?

  1. LOL! Head games with an expert!

  2. Paragon2Pieces says:

    just wanted to stop by and say hi! hope all is well.

    what’s next on your plate, dance-wise, now that galaxy is over?

  3. author25 says:

    LOL – that’s an awesome little quip… and also really great that it didn’t mean what you thought it did at first!

    • loveablestef says:

      Me too…one of the hazards of dancing with a hilarious Bulgarian dance instructor with a thick accent hee hee

  4. riotandfrolic says:

    OMG, I laughed so hard at this.
    Only relatable story: one of our coaches (Russian) kept using the term “unit” to describe the man’s trunk moving across the floor and yelled at me from across the room, “Stick to his unit! HIS UNIT!” Snicker snicker snicker. *sigh*

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