Sunday, April 24, 2011

Why I look sixteen years old (and you probably do too)

About two months ago, I had a gentleman at a blues dance tell me he was intimidated to dance with me because I look sixteen years old and he was worried about what his colleagues would think if they walked in and saw him dancing with a sixteen-year-old. I am not sixteen years old... in fact I am twenty-three years old... a full SEVEN years older than that. I may or may not look as old as my peers, but I sure hope I don't still look as young as sixteen (because if I do, that will make my next set of creeper tales "Divide by Two, Add Seven" even creepier). However, I have a theory—high schoolers in many popular TV series and movies are played by people around my age, sometimes older! Here are a handful of examples:



1. Mean Girls 

Supposedly, these girls were juniors in high school, making them about sixteen or seventeen years old. However, their ages when the movie came out in April 2004 are as follows:

Gretchen Wieners (Lacey Chaber): 21
Regina George (Rachel McAdams): 25
Cady Heron (Lindsay Lohan): 17
Karen Smith (Amanda Seyfried): 18

So Cady and Karen were played by actresses the correct age, but Regina George... that's pushing it.


2. Glee

According to this article, Glee characters will begin graduating in 2012. That means that this season, the characters are probably mostly sophomores and juniors—so they should be fifteen to seventeen years old. However, here are the current ages of some of the actors and actresses who have been involved in both seasons 1 and 2:

Quinn Fabray (Dianna Agron): almost 25
Artie Abrams (Kevin McHale): 22
Rachel Berry (Lea Michele): 24
Finn Hudson (Cory Monteith): almost 29
Mercedes Jones (Amber Riley): 25
Kurt Hummel (Chris Colfer): 20
Noah 'Puck' Puckerman (Mark Salling): 28
Tina Cohen-Chang (Jenna Ushkowitz): almost 25
Santana Lopez (Naya Rivera): 24
Brittany Pierce (Heather Morris): 24
Mike Chang (Harry Shum Jr.): almost 29

Yeah... most of them are around my age and older than me. But the good news is... if anyone was feeling creepy about crushing on the Glee kids because they're supposed to be in high school... don't. Except Kurt. He's a baby.


3. The Secret Life of the American Teenager

Yeah... I watch this show. It's a guilty pleasure. Shush. All I've gotta say is... I was not that messed up in high school. Not at all. Silly Hollywood. Anyway... at this point in the series, I think most of the characters have just begun their senior year(?) making them around seventeen years old. The Secret Life of the American Teenager overall uses younger cast members than Glee, so I'm just going to call out a few of the main characters who are about my age or older.

Megan Park, who plays Grace Bowman, is 24 years old.










Francia Raisa, who plays Adrian Lee, will be 23 in July.










Greg Finley, who plays Jack Pappas, is 26 years old.












So those are a few examples. Of course some shows (many of them on Nick) actually do use high school-aged kids in the roles of high schoolers. However, there are many shows and movies who cast actors and actresses in their twenties for the roles of high schoolers. I would like to say, therefore, for the record, no, I do not look like a sixteen-year-old... but I could totally play one on TV.

Tuesday, April 12, 2011

Creeper Tales #1: No, that is NOT okay.

Apparently some of the best stories I have are those that come from several years of dancing in a number of cities. Every once in awhile and more often than I'd like, I come across "that guy"... the "creeper"... those he's rarely "the creeper"... he's usually "a creeper," since he's probably not the only one. Every scene has one, and maybe even a half dozen or dozen, depending on the size of the scene. Now, out of respect to these individuals, who probably already have bad enough reputations, I will leave out names, locations, and any other descriptive details not necessary for the telling of the story. Chances are, these stories are not unique to me—or the "creepy leads" involved, so really... it could be anyone, anywhere. I am also titling these "creeper tales," since I have plenty of off-the-dance-floor stories too, especially from my teenage summers working at Kings Island, so maybe those will get told sometime as well.

Creeper Tales #1: No, that is NOT okay.

There are dances you can expect to be uncomfortable... square dancing in 3rd grade when boys are gross and everyone has cooties... your high school prom/homecoming/winter formal... etc. Swing dancing and blues dancing, however, should not be uncomfortable, and should not look anything like your high school prom (or at least my high school prom... ick!). These events are supposed to be fun.

Not to say social dancing isn't awkward, sometimes. Awkward happens. Those first few months when you're not always on beat. That evening when you realize you should've taken it easy at happy hour beforehand. That first lesson when you postulate that you are the first lady your partner has danced with since his sister's wedding... five years ago. Awkward happens. It's a little strange at the time, but we usually get past it and have a great laugh sooner or later.

Uncomfortable, however, is not okay. When you're first introduced to swing/blues dancing, you learn that everyone asks everyone, and you're generally supposed to say yes. For the most part, this works out great. However, sometimes you first yourself trapped into a dance, where you wonder if it's ever okay to say no, or even walk away mid-dance. While dance etiquette typically says yes, you must finish out the song, even if your partner is awkward, I think etiquette can go out the window when it starts to be uncomfortable (as in, inappropriate... that kind of uncomfortable). Here are two incidents, where in hindsight, I think I probably should have walked away mid-song.

Situation #1
I was very new to swing dancing. I knew little of dance etiquette/expectations except that I was supposed to say yes, ask guys, and to dance as much as possible in order to try to get better. With the exception of one salsa lesson the previous school year, swing dancing was my first exposure to social dancing. With one lesson under my belt and very shaky knowledge of the East Coast footwork, I was giving the swing dancing thing a shot.

A man who was at least two decades older than me asked me to dance. I said yes, since I was saying yes to everyone. I probably let him know I was new and not really sure what I was doing yet. The dancing began. He wasn't doing anything that I felt like I knew how to do, which made it rough enough. However, he was also holding me a lot closer that I remembered learning was okay, and in general, the way he was dancing with me made me uncomfortable. It did not feel right. I vocalized several times that I wasn't comfortable with what he was doing; maybe we could just do the East Coast basic? He pretty much ignored my protest, saying I'd figure it out, or something of that nature. At this point, I didn't know what to do. At business camp, in 9th grade, when a boy came behind me and started trying to dance in a way that I didn't like, I said "What THE heck?!" and elbowed him off of me. But this was the grown-up world. Was I allowed to ask him to stop dancing with me and walk away, or did I have to be polite?

I figured I probably had to be polite, so I endured the rest of the song. But I never, ever accepted a dance with that man ever again. At first, I would conveniently "need" water every time I saw him heading my way. But then I learned that it was okay to decline, especially if the lead asking me to dance made me uncomfortable. Now, a little further removed from the incident, I realize that I should've handle the situation like I would anywhere else: "I'm sorry, I'm really not comfortable with this. I'm going to sit the rest of the song out."

Situation #2
This occurred at a blues event in an unfamiliar scene, and at this point I had been dancing for much longer than in "Situation #1."

There are a lot of misconceptions about blues dancing being "dirty." It can be, yes, but activities such as watching a movie or playing poker, can also be dirty, if you and your partner decide that's how you want to do it. I personally like to try to keep my life more or less PG, but to each his own?

Generally, the first time during a dance I feel a lead's hand on my back slip below my belt, I give him the benefit of the doubt and assume it's an accident. If I'm feeling extra gracious, I may even give him the benefit of the doubt the second time—after all, accidents happen... and sometimes they happen twice. But once we get to instance 6... 7... 10... 15... yeah, probably not an accident anymore.

This lead was on "oops" #7, not very far into the song, and I was beginning to realize I wasn't too fond of how he was trying to dance. I was uncomfortable. I could see myself in the mirror—I looked uncomfortable. He was "dancing" with me, but I was definitely not dancing with him. I was at an unfamiliar event with two rooms of dancing... maybe this is just how they do it here/in this room? I thought. Maybe I shouldn't have even entered this room if I didn't want the hand-to-butt connection made? I endured the rest of the dance. Yeah, again I was trying to be polite, but I thought also, maybe it was my fault.

But no, apparently that was NOT how they did it there. As I was fleeing that room, a woman approached me. "Can I ask you some questions about the dance you just had?" she asked. Not sure exactly where this was going, I answered "Sure."

"Were you comfortable with the dance you just had?" she asked. At that point, I figured out she was one of the organizers of the event.

"No," I answered.

"Okay. That's all I needed to know," she replied. As I walked away, I saw her approach the lead with whom I had just endured a song, presumably to give him a little talking-to about appropriate dance behavior. I was glad someone was looking out for me, but realized I shouldn't have let it get that far. By "oops" #4 or so, I should have walked away. I talked to a few of the more experienced follows at the event, who confirmed that no, that was not how they did it there, and yes, that guy was a creep. I avoided him for the rest of the night, though I'm sure after his conversation with the organizer... he was not about to approach me again.

Lessons learned
1. Follows... know what's acceptable in the social dance environment. If you don't remember learning about hand-to-butt being a connection point in any of the lessons you've taken... it's probably not. If it makes you really uncomfortable/violated... then it's definitely not okay. You agreed to dance with the guy for one song, not to let him do whatever he wants with you for one song. Go with your instincts and walk away. Try your best to come up with a classy, mature way to do it (whatever fits the particular situation), but if all else fails, do what I did when the obnoxious drunk French guy was trying to dance with me at Radegast on New Year's Eve... say "Oh my gosh. I REALLY have to pee."... and bolt.
(Edit: If you are comfortable speaking up and correcting the lead, try this first. Politely let him know what you are comfortable with and not comfortable with. If he ignores/brushes you off like the lead in situation #1... not okay. Again, this applies to when it's not an accident or unintentional.)
(Note that ditching is only okay when it's truly uncomfortable and the guy has clearly crossed the line. If it's merely awkward, sorry ladies, but show a little grace and stick it out for the remainder of the song. It's up to you whether or not you want to decline future requests by the lead, but for the song, be as polite as you can.)
2. Leads... accidents happen. There's a chance she might not have noticed, but if you noticed, she probably noticed. Apologize, so that there's no question in her mind about whether or not you were trying to make a move on her. Also, pay attention to your follow (good general advice). If she looks/feels uncomfortable for any reason, try to alleviate it... whether it's the uncomfortable discussed in the blog post, or if she just looks really nervous about being swung out into the nearby column. Dancing is supposed to be fun. Don't make your follow feel uncomfortable. [Semi-related... don't torture your follow just because you're the lead and she "has to" follow what you're leading (i.e. spinning the girl 16 times in a row, etc.). It's not very nice.]
3. Organizers... follow the example of the woman at the blues event and keep an eye on what's going on at your event, if you can. I kept going out dancing, despite an uncomfortable situation one of my first times out, but other ladies might be deterred and get the wrong idea about the event. I think conduct so inappropriate it requires an intervention is rare, but it does happen every once in awhile. Keep an eye out.


A few final thoughts...
For my non-dancing friends... don't be scared away from dancing! In about three years of social dance experience, I was only able to come up with two situations where what the lead was doing was really not okay or acceptable at all. This doesn't happen all that often, but it does happen.

Again, yes, once you agree to a dance, you should really be polite and finish the song. The lead smells awful? Stick it out... and hope for lots of turns and swing outs to breathe on. He's soaked in sweat? Keep your mouth closed... and stick it out. Nothing at all is going right during the dance? Stick it out. But just know that social dancing etiquette does not give men a "free pass" for being inappropriate. That's a major, major epic dance foul.

Friday, April 1, 2011

Blast from the past—My favorite prank

I do not believe in April Fool's Day. Why set aside only one day for pranks when one can achieve more effective results by playing pranks when the situation naturally calls for them? Not only is the subject less likely to see the prank coming, but I feel that putting all of the pressure on one particular day is stifling to creativity. The one exception I'll give is to large companies and organizations that really couldn't justify a prank any other time of the year. Playing around on April Fool's Day is generally good for their image, but on any other day, fooling with the public might look tasteless.

I don't play a lot of pranks, and that is for two very good reasons: (1) I am a horrible liar and most pranks require some sort of deception, and (2) Even if I can tell a convincing lie, I can't maintain a straight face for long. If a prank doesn't require me actually interacting with the subject (such as signing up a boy for free tampon samples online), then I'm more likely to be successful.

However, in high school, I did play a prank that involved direct interaction with the victim subject, and as I recall, I actually pulled it off. I was just going to copy and paste my Xanga account of the prank, however, due to not wanting to give out too much information at the time, it's a bit difficult to decipher. Now that is has been several years since the situation occurred, I believe I can tell the story with a little more clarity; however, I will still use fake names in order to protect the identity of those involved.

Thursday, November 17, 2005—My favorite prank

It was the fall of my senior year of high school. I had a little crush on a boy in one of my classes. Actually, I probably had little crushes on boys in most/all of my classes. However, this story involves one boy in particular. In order to protect his identity, I will call him Frank.

I didn't have a major crush on Frank—just a little one. I thought he was kinda cute, but I wasn't exactly talking to all my female friends about it. Not a major crush, but just enough of one to be really, really annoyed/shocked when he came out to me on Myspace. This was the first time that anyone who was in the closet had come out to me, and I'll admit, due to my selfish interest in this kid/this kid's good looks, I didn't respond very well. I was young, he was cute... it happens.

Frank and I had a mutual friend. I'll call him William. On the morning of this particular Thursday, William had printed out an instant messenger conversation that he and Frank had had the evening before. The two of them had discussed Frank's sexuality and how another boy (I'll call him Hayden) was a jerk and how they were glad he didn't know Frank was gay. However, this conversation also included some not-so-nice remarks about me (presumably related to my little crush on Frank). When I read it, my response in my head was, "Wow. Really William? You didn't have the brains to edit this before giving it to me to read?" So I decided to play a little prank on William to teach him a lesson, especially since I didn't appreciate the things he had said to Frank about me.

That day, I had plans to eat lunch with William and two other friends. I let the two other friends in on the prank I was about to play, so they could help me be convincing.

I'm not sure whether or not William knew that I knew Hayden when he handed me the printed conversation. I did not know Hayden well, but he and I did have a class together. So I used that to my advantage.

At lunch, William asked me about the printed conversation—he wanted me to give it back to him after I had read it, in order to make sure the sensitive information didn't get into the wrong hands. I reached into my hoodie pocket and said, "Oh yeah, I have it right here!... oh crap... these are the notes I thought I gave Hayden first period... that must mean I gave him the conversation instead!" After I "checked" my folders to make sure I didn't have the conversation, William was convinced that I had indeed handed Hayden the conversation instead of the class notes. My friends contributed some "Oh no! This is bad", etc to the conversation, and William was freaking out, saying things like, "Oh my gosh... the WHOLE school's going to know about Frank and Hayden's going to hate me!!!" We kept it up for about 20 minutes, but then the lunch period was almost over and I had to tell William the truth, so that he wouldn't tell Frank that Hayden had been given the conversation... since that actually didn't happen, and this was a prank on William, not Frank. (The notes were real, but the situation where I needed to give them to Hayden was made up). William was a little mad when he found out, but he took it pretty well. I don't know if he learned his lesson, but it's one of those things we laugh about now, so it's all good.




This is one of my favorite pranks I've played, and one of the most memorable, since I actually fooled "William" into believing me... and kept it up for most of the lunch period. The moral of the story is... don't get on my bad side. Or else. *Insert evil laughter, thunder, and lightning here*