My short lived career as a pussycat doll

I can’t exactly remember who planted the idea in my head that I can dance. Maybe it was Manong Sonny, the owner of our carpool during elementary. He would organize parties for the neighborhood kids and I was always tasked to dance. I can’t exactly recall why I never refused. All I know is that I was never really a shy kid nor the gutsy type, maybe I just love to dance. I remember dancing electric youth, vanilla ice and other equally embarrassing 80’s dance hit. At school I was never a member of the dance troupe but I do remember a few interpretative, folk and ethnic dances as part of some subject requirement.  Then during college, I got addicted to techno dance…read as Dance Dance Revolution not at home but at arcades. Yup I got hooked to those Konami machines. I didn’t mind that I’ll lose poise or whatever respect people have for me while trying to keep in beat with those fast moving arrows. Then during work I also find myself among the dance presentors. Then last company xmas party my officemates invited me to join their group. They’ll be dancing Push the buttons, I immediately declined and said that “pang-calisthenics man na oi” and suggested something from the Pussy Cat Dolls. I was able to persuade the others and so they changed their dance to Buttons with matching chairs and all as part of the dance. We only had 3 days to practice before the party but we didn’t mind coz we convinced ourselves that we’re only doing it for fun. However when we got there we were surprised by number of people and got cold feet. But since there’s no turning back, we had no choice but to present. It was a complete disaster, we weren’t synchronized and all and I exited in the middle of the dance coz I forgot the steps. It was really embarrassing that the thought of tendering resignation or consulting some Houston Cosmetic Surgeon to alter my look so i wouldn't be recognized when i report to work crosse my mind. But kidding aside we enjoyed it anyway and i knew we were able to entertain the audience just not in the way we wanted. But in fairness, we looked the part (or feel lang namo hehehe). From that day on, I vowed never to be part of any dance presentation again. Better stick to my safe videoke-ing career