Dances are miserable. With other people’s B.O. smearing on you as you’re trying to dance (keyword trying), having to take off your uncomfortable shoes and getting your newly naked foot stabbed by the nearest 6-inch heel, there is only discomfort, awkwardness and a general aura of displeasure.
You would think not being able to dance would ruin them for me but that’s not what got me. I can handle the weird lighting, abrupt movements and bad music but there are just some really gross aspects that bug me.
The Number one reason is sweat.
Sweat dripping from the ceiling! All over you hair, all over your face, all over everything. It’s one thing to bump into someone and get some of their grossness on you, but no…this is an accumulation of tons of people’s perspiration.
The whole room reeks, too. People reek and you reek. Being trapped in a tiny room with stinky people is one of the most miserable things I could spend my Saturday night doing. I mean, if I wanted to do that I could go to the DMV (which smells way better).
This problem might be solved with a bigger venue and dance floor. There is no room to breathe. Everyone is dying of heat, boredom, or if you’re like me, claustrophobia. So, get some AC and spread around the people a tad bit more. It’s a tiny little addition to the dance room and it will clearly make a difference when people spread out to enjoy it. I’m pretty sure the whole disgusting sweat thing would be significantly reduced if not removed from the equation altogether.
Yes, Imagine filling a room slightly smaller than our gymnasium with hundreds of people. Throw in two seating areas, a DJ and a couple snack tables. Now imagine how much space the amenities fill in themselves, leaving not much room for these masses to move or function comfortably. Especially since everyone feels inclined to cluster into the center of the room.
Get a bigger venue. That will also contribute to the sweat factor, enable people to dance or, I don’t know, walk around without getting smacked in the face or getting their foot shish-kabobbed. Dancing wouldn’t be as condensed, as sweaty, and claustrophobic as before, I think it’s safe to say that everyone would be a much happier camper with a tad bit more space.
This makes it all too easy for spills, sweatiness, awkwardness and losing your friends to become a
widespread problem. Yes, the venue is far too small.
I’m a little disgusted by life when I see you dance. Dance is a euphemism for grinding, and that’s Number three on my list of hate. Do not do it.
Yes, it’s not completely your fault, seeing how the DJ prefers to play rap songs which more or less explains the anatomy of the human body in very uncomfortable and detestable ways. Songs which may or may not explain the grinding crisis most teenagers are familiar with one way or another.
Yeah a long line of rap songs with awkward dance tunes is not necessarily accepted by this kid. Nope, definitely not in fact; I’d really prefer some slow songs mixed in there, maybe some slightly slower songs would do. It’s not that I enjoy that awkward dancing with my guy friends in the middle of a super corny song, no, it’s more that I prefer it over people smashing their bodies against each other to instill inappropriate and terrible awe in their friends and onlookers.
The DJ should definitely be mixing it up a little better. I’d say he or she is doing good work, but is most definitely not alternating the music well enough, and due to this, the students aren’t alternating their dancing methods well enough. Considering those tunes they are playing are very visual rap songs, I’d say that the dancing will almost always primarily be grinding. So maybe with an adjustment of music will come an adjustment of dancing, which in accordance will add an adjustment to mine and everyone else’s happy meter who just so happen to not want to see grossness all around them.
Yes, it’s a fairly revolting production these dances. I don’t know what I was expecting back as a freshman arriving to my first homecoming dance. Maybe I was expecting better lighting, delightfully scented people, beautiful dresses that don’t rest skin tight in the company of 6 -inch heels that could be used as a weapon if you annoy any of the valley girls. I don’t know, just silly thoughts I suppose.
Or maybe it’s an idea.
It’s an easy enough problem to
adjustment of music will come an adjustment of dancing, which in accordance will add an adjustment to mine and everyone else’s happy meter who just so happen to not want to see grossness all around them.
So there you have it, the problems that are causing students not to go have a fun time with their fellow students, and the solution that will make them go and enjoy themselves.
I sincerely hope this problem gets fixed.
