I like to dance. Now that I'm single and looking for party therapy to not feel so broken-hearted, I've been going to a couple of meetup parties.
the one last night was interesting. It was a dance for the Lemon drop club. I had never heard of it until last night. The organizer also posted about it on some of the meetup groups I belong to. When I showed up at the dance, I was surprised to find myself surrounded with mostly senior citizens. There were some "younger" i.e. below 65, people there. I would say maybe 20% were in the 40's-50's range. Well, I shouldn't complain b/c it certainly is better that you're in less competitive environment. Even though I have a higher tolerance for age difference than most women my age but outright geriatrics is not really my type.
There was an older, shrimpy man with sweaty palms who kept asking me to dance. He had a bad habit of always holding hands and swinging it constantly. I was afraid I would get carpel tunnel. I had to wash my hands after ward. Anyhoo after a few dances with him, I declined and he went on with other women. Good escape.
I had a lot of fun doing the freestyle dancing with the DJ, a few other "younger" dancers, and a couple of crazy senior ladies.
then there was a man appeared to be early 50's man who was tall, thin, and relatively good looking, a rare find for that age group. I noticed this man approaching several "younger" women there. Out of pride, I was a bit offended that he didn't ask me to dance. Finally later in the night, he did come up to me and ask me to dance. Oh, so only after all the "pretty" birds had flown. This man talked to me a bit, got my phone number and just called and left a message on my phone tonight.
A few weeks ago, I attended a party that didn't have an age range but boy, when I showed up, 90% of them were in their early 30's at the oldest. Thee were a handful of 40 something and ONE 60 something man. It was still fun dancing though and the crowd was rather cute and friendly despite the age difference.
It's really a hit and miss with these parties. Oh, well, just keep truckin....At least I had fun. I've learned not to expect too much and hope for a nice surprise one day.