I know when you (yes, you!) come over to The Tate Way you’re looking for the funny. It’s the hallmark around these parts; it’s how I got started. Well hold onto your pants, I’m about to give you some good old fashion “I was at a club and this idiot said this to me”.
On Saturday night I was out with my awesomely awesome bff TKG and her sister (and sister’s friends). We were having a great time listening to the DJ and dancing amongst ourselves. Then it happened: a random dude in ugly shoes, an ill-fitting outfit, and a BAD hat starts circling around us. Hello Mr. Ugly Shoes, we DO NOT WANT want what you’re selling. Do. Not. Want.
I managed to hide for awhile as he danced his way around the crowd and eyed innocent women. Then he grabbed my hand. I looked at him a little confused (surely you don’t know me, why are you touching me) wondering what he was going to say. All he wanted was to dance, or so I thought.
As we are dancing I see him staring at me (note: I look at the ceiling or floor when I dance) every time I look in his general direction. Here’s the conversation that ensues:
Me: “You were looking at me”
Him: “I wasn’t looking at you. You were looking at me.”
Me: “I looked up and you were looking at me (STUPID!).”
Him: “Oh, I wanted to say you look nice.”
Dancing contiunes. Well I’m kind of just standing there doing the two step and looking at TKG; begging for help with my eyes. So what I’m doing isn’t technically dancing. Then I see a guy ask TKG to dance and she says no.
Him: “See a Black woman don’t even want to dance with a Black man.”
Me: “So you’re saying that she’s not dancing with him because he’s black.”
Him: “Yes. If we were in Atlanta or Miami that would have never had happened.”
Me: “So if this were Atlanta or Miami she wouldn’t have said no?”
Him: “That’s not the point.”
Me: “What do you mean that’s not the point? You said she wouldn’t dance with him becasue he was Black.”
(Then the madness really takes over)
Him: “Ya’ll California women think ya’ll special. Ya’ll ain’t special. Most of ya’ll can’t even cook a good meal.”
That’s the part where I walked away. Granted, I don’t cook that often, but dude don’t be stupid and insult me and expect me to keep dancing with you. You remind me of K-Ci (see photo below) and not in a good way.
“The funny” is brought to you courtesy of: Some people are just THAT stupid & I’m doing YOU a favor.