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Imagine the fun. There I am, seemingly minding my own business, when suddenly I join in on a huge group dance. You aren't expecting it. No one is.
I take you totally by surprise.
Yup. A flash mob is for me.
I've considered organizing one, but the last time I tried it didn't work out, and I'm a bit deflated from the whole effort. Plus, I don't think I have enough friends to even ask to participate in a flash mob, let alone enough friends who would actually participate.I mean, if you think about it, it takes a lot of guts to totally throw yourself out there unexpectedly.
Since being in a flash mob is on my bucket list, I'm confident I could go through with it. Plus, I make a complete fool of myself in front of high school students daily which, I believe, has properly prepared me for a flash mob.
This evening, as I watched recent flash mobs on You Tube and imagined that I was participating, I mused aloud: "Why can't I be in a flash mob?"
"Maybe someone deemed you not good enough to be in a flash mob," Mike replied. He was kidding, of course, but I have subsequently strengthened my resolve to be a flash mob participant.
In the meantime, I'll just dance around in my kitchen. If I feel really daring, I might leave the blinds open.
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