The One About What Goes Around Comes Around

I love to laugh. And I love to do this by "giving people a hard time".  My family has a witty more subtle humor where either you get us and we're absolutely hilarious or you totally don't get it and we seem a little off the topic. The wonderful world of internets makes this humor a little more difficult to translate sometimes, not impossible but more challenging perhaps. My first year of college I had this great roommate, who we're still good friends today. Anyways, she would believe almost anything people told her. Needless to say I sometimes had a little fun at her expense. She was a great sport and would laugh about as hard as I would, about it. She was also always down for helping me with my next victim joke.

There was this guy we were both friends with, and he thought he was pretty great stuff. Like what lady wouldn't want a piece of that. One night I was talking to him on msn and decided to play a little with his vanity. I forget exactly how it came up, but some how I brought up how different people have different ways of walking. I causally mentioned how like he walks different... ya know, from the hips. He said what? was I serious? I was quite adamant. Stating how his hips would kinda swish from side to side, much like girls'.  How had he not noticed that before? I said even my roommate had noticed, we had talked about it before. He said hmmm... one second. Usually when he said one second it wasn't very long. But we waited and ten minutes later he starts typing again.

"I do NOT walk from the hips!"

My roommate and I burst out laughing so hard. Turns out when he was gone for "a second" he had asked HIS roommate to watch him strut up and down their dorm room and see if he did in fact move his hips lots!

Ok so not such a mean joke or anything, it's pretty funny right? Ok so fast forward three years. I'm working in a retail store during the summer before returning to college in the fall. One day in July I'm upstairs in the staff room for lunch and this older guy (he was 58 I think) who worked in a different department was having his lunch break at the same time. We're sitting there eating in silence with the tv on in the background and he says "Are you a dancer?"  A little background... I am NOT a dancer. I might look like I am mocking a ridiculous dance but it's actually me being serious. I.can't.dance.

I practically choked on my apple and said "hahaha no not at all... uh why?"

He said "oh I was just wondering because you walk like a dancer. The way your hips move when you walk. I teach salsa dancing and that's important for it."

I said  "Thanks?" and finished the rest of my lunch and went back to work. But for the rest of the summer every time I worked the same time as him I was so conscious of how I walked. It's really hard to walk normal when you are trying to! Try it sometime, especially after a few drinks!