I mean, where else would a story about undergrad life at Duke worth telling occur? After a long week, my friends and I really wanted a fun Friday night on the town that would include some conversation, dancing, and drinking (only for those of age, of course!!!) so—naturally—we chose Shooter’s as our celebration destination. So what happens when you mix two gay guys and two single ladies? Well, your first job as the guy is to protect your lady friends from drunk creepers by performing a standard swoop and block move, but after that the two guys just have to grind together in the middle of the dance floor!
I’m the kind of person who will dance (badly) with just about anyone, no matter his or her gender. I have no problem dancing with another guy in public, and I certainly have no problem getting a little crazy with that guy either. Even though we weren’t making out or anything, it was really funny to watch the faces staring at us; half of the people standing over the dance floor upstairs wouldn’t stop staring at the spectacle taking place underneath of them. Even though the dance floor was packed, we managed to maintain a good two or three foot buffer between us and everyone else on the floor. I’m not sure if they meant to, but pretty much everyone kept their distance—even that awkward drunk kid who up until that point wouldn’t stop trying to grind up on one of the ladies in our group…he had a drink in his hand the whole night but for some reason he still looked so thirsty….
For me, it’s always interesting to do something really gay in public, away from the relative safety of campus. Even though it was at Shooter’s, I think that situation was pretty telling when it comes to showing how people feel about others who don’t conform to the norm. I think a lot of people were probably a little uncomfortable with two dudes dancing like we were, but nobody said anything. People left us alone and let us do our thing, which I think actually shows how mature and accepting the younger generation is becoming. Sure lots of people say some pretty dumb, homophobic stuff, but most of those people don’t make it a habit to get in other people’s way (at least not in my experience). I’m not sure I would have felt as safe as I did that night if this situation had taken place 20 years ago. It’s good that I can dance like that in a normal place instead of having to go to a dedicated LGBT venue/wait for Lav Ball. If it’s okay to be yourself at Shooter’s of all places, we’ve certainly come a long way, right?