I had a phone call a few days back, asking if I would like to meet up with a lady of similar age to me, that rarely goes out.
Yesterday we met up for lunch, and dancing. She seems a very nice lady, but really in a shell. So we had lunch, and while we were there the band set up. I had my dance shoes on, and then the ball dropped. She told me that she was ready to leave.
That’s the second person in a couple of weeks that I met for dancing, and didn’t get to dance. Oh well, you win some, and loose some. At least it was nice chatting.