the set-up

when a friend suggested we go out dancing tonight, i originally thought, yeah, let's do it! until i remembered i had no money left and pay-day is in another 4 days. so i declined. in the meantime, 3 other friends asked me if i was coming, and when i explained why i wasn't, said to call them if i changed my mind. and me thinking, why don't they get it? it's not that i don't want to go, but unless i suddenly win money by tonight...

anyway, having gone through all that, i thought the matter was settled. silly me. suddenly, the phone rang. my best friend had asked her boyfriend (the organiser) to call me and convince me. apparently, i wouldn't have believed her if she'd told me there'd be loads of nice men there, so he had to tell me. it was a bit of a crazy conversation. i'm guessing it all originated with her offering to find me a boyfriend. but the fact of the matter is, call me crazy, but when i go dancing, i go dancing. i'm not there to meet guys. in fact, i think it's a lousy way to meet guys.

anyway, the conversation ended with the boyfriend telling me to get my arse to the meeting place, where i'd be able to meet the others and surely get my drinks paid for by some unsuspecting man, and if i agreed to sing, he himself would pay me money, and he was sure others would lend me some too. and i'm thinking, you can't ever have heard me sing to make such an offer! (unless he meant to pay me to stop singing)

so there we go. i'm now officially going dancing to avoid other people feeling sorry for me ;) but really, it's damn nice to know people care enough to go through all that just to ensure i join them.