Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Cutting a Rug
I was dating this guy named Milton and he asked me to be his date to his 21st birthday, which is a big deal in England, where I was living at the time. It was in a big hall just like a wedding or bar mitzvah with his parents at the front table. We went out to have the first dance in front of probably 120 people. To be festive I took some confetti from the table and threw it up in the air. Some of it landed in his hair so I went to flick it off and his whole toupee came off. I had no idea he was wearing a wig especially since he was only 21 years old. His brother came over and patted it down. He was mortified, but I was more mortified.