Last night I went to yet another Yelp Elite event. It was at a place called Lime in Columbia Heights. It's like Chipotle with more alcohol and more of an adult crowd. Good food by the way, so there's your free advertising for the day. Anyway, as I said before, I'm trying to find my inner social butterfly, and that thing got loose last night.
So the theme of the evening was high school stereotypes. You could come as a nerd, a jock, or whatever came to mind. I decided to take it someplace I was certain no one else would go. I put on my old backpack from college and tied the straps together in the front. Between those two straps, I placed my daughter's doll baby and carried around a sippy cup. Ladies and gentlemen, I went as a teenage parent (The jackass is strong with this one).
Talk about a great icebreaker. I spoke to more people last night than I have in the last year. Some people were drunk and thought it was a real baby from afar. As they came closer to curse me out, they realized what it was and told me how creative it was. Other people came up to tell me how offensive it was and how that made them like it even more.
The highlight of the night was when the dance floor got going into a pseudo Soul Train line and me and the baby cut a rug. It started with some knockoff electric slide dance and quickly progressed into the running man during You Can't Touch This. About ten minutes later, the baby was high fiving people (literally) and dancing with various people on the floor. The baby and I were also asked to take several photos. The baby may or may not have been holding a bottle of Dos Equis at the time.
Suffice to say, I had a lot of fun.
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