maria_harlequin
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I had a gig along with a dance friend and my teacher last night for some sort of corporate party...and our "dressing room" was right next to the area that they were having the party. It wasn't actually a dressing room but it was a large ballroom that they walled off.
We were done with our performance, changed out of our clothes, and were eating dinner that the hotel provided when two of the guests actually WALKED IN (probably drunk) and kept on asking us to go back outside to dance with them. I was stunned. What if we were changing? So I said in my coldest, iciest voice ever that no, thank you, we were done.
And they kept on nagging. And nagging. I was ready to snap when they finally left. I'm just APPALLED. Who in their right mind follows the performers to their DRESSING ROOM?
This was last night but I'm still angry...
We were done with our performance, changed out of our clothes, and were eating dinner that the hotel provided when two of the guests actually WALKED IN (probably drunk) and kept on asking us to go back outside to dance with them. I was stunned. What if we were changing? So I said in my coldest, iciest voice ever that no, thank you, we were done.
And they kept on nagging. And nagging. I was ready to snap when they finally left. I'm just APPALLED. Who in their right mind follows the performers to their DRESSING ROOM?
This was last night but I'm still angry...