This is a story that happened a few weeks ago and I forgot to share it on the blog. It took place at the annual Hoedown (a country dance, for those of you who don't know).
During one particularly loud song, a guy I didn't know came and asked me to dance. As he led me to the dance floor I attempted to shout over the music "I'm Laurie."
He looked at me with relief and said "me too."
Huh? Ummm. Let's try this again. "No, my NAME is LAURIE."
He got this embarrassed look on his face and confessed "Oh. I thought you said you're learning. As in learning to dance. My name is Jay. And I'm learning."