domingo, 9 de noviembre de 2008

once in salou...

I’ve been trying to remember any embarrassing moment at a restaurant that I could have lived, but I don’t really have any. Well, it comes to my mind one night in Salou, in a hotel called..., oh..., I’ve forgotten it.
I was with my mother and sister, and we had already finished the dinner. We were comfortably seated, playing cards and getting a bit bored. And, suddenly, a suntanned man appeared and took a microphone, smiling with a false smile, and showing his false too-white-teeth. He was saying that there was going to be a competition of miss and mister of the hotel. No one wanted to participate, except from a group of people with mental retardation, and two or three boys that hadn’t any better thing to do.
So, the competition started, and the competitors had to pass some stupid proofs. There was a funny boy which had down syndrome, who was friendly and made us laugh, and he won. He was very excited.
And, to give an end to the competition, the false suntanned man ordered the DJ to put some music, and all the old people started to dance, and the group with mental retardation too. And, suddenly one of them came to me and asked me to dance with him. I was very embarrassed, and told him that I was too tired to dance. I know it wasn’t well done for my part, but I’m too shy to dance with an unknown person!
My mom and sister started laughing, and me too. Finally, after watching old women dancing and putting the heart in it, and the old men, making slow jumps and trying to follow their wifes, we went to sleep far from all that noise.