And not just a little - a LOT of belly dancing. The dancers came in every size and shape, and there were even several costume changes. The restaurant was small and there were mirrors everywhere, so even if you tried to avert your gaze for whatever reason (like not making it obvious to your wife that you hate looking at shapely 23-year-olds with perfect torsos gyrate for your entertainment) you were still pretty much screwed. We just had to embrace that fact that we were going to stare at belly buttons today. Lady ones.
It sounds like it would be a difficult situation for feigning casual disinterest. Breaking out the wallet card was probably a good move; making it a journalism thing and relieving some of the pressure coming in from the spouse.
ReplyDeleteI don't belly dance often, and it's really only one move that I call the 'Hairy Bagel.'
You almost made me spit my drink out.
DeleteLOL!.... Belly laughing here, pun intended. TJ, did you put that Washington in here skirt?
ReplyDeleteI can actually say that "yes" I have gone to a restaurant and belly dancers came in. I lived in a small town outside of Seattle when I was working for Gateway Computers and next door was a small Lebanese restaurant that I would eat at occasionally and they had belly dancers from time to time.
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