The Misfits

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Sometimes we run into people that do things differently than we do and we select ugly misfit names that we call them when we see them that are really unwarranted. Here’s a story about some of our experiences.

 

 

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The Misfits

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When Pam and I were in our Honky Tonk Phase, in the 1990s, we made the rounds to the place where the live bands were playing. There were two couples that we didn’t know and for that matter didn’t really care to know that were always there dancing. They were both what seemed to be misfit couples mainly because they just didn’t seem to fit together.

 

 

There was this one guy that never wore a hat. His body was shaped like Baby Huey and he always wore suspenders and ratty looking tennis shoes. He was always with the same nice looking lady which we assumed to be his wife. When the guy two stepped, he didn’t really dance, but he just walked around the dance floor. The guy kind of reminded Pam and I of Curly Joe of the three stooges. This guy was kind of strange as he thought he was God’s gift to women. He went around to every woman in the honky tonk and asked them to dance. He asked Pam once when I was gone to the restroom and she accepted just to see what it was like. She said it was awful and he even smelled bad. He asked her to dance every time we saw him after that, but she never danced with him again. Pam would say, well it looks like Curly Joe is at it again.

 

 

Oh no Bill, here comes Curly Joe over to ask me to dance again. That guy is really weird..

 

 

 

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Then there was another couple that always came to the honky tonk with the live band. The guy was a nice looking young man that wore a nice hat, western shirt, Levi’s, and cowboy boots. He was always with this lady that looked like she was at least 30 years older than him. The couple danced virtually every dance all night long. They were good dancers, but the guy never bent his knees when danced. So we always called them “stiff legs and granny.” A few years later we finally were introduced to the couple and actually liked them. They were married and loved each other dearly. Never the less, everything time we saw them we continued to call them by “Stiff Legs and Granny”.

 

 

Look Pam, “Stiff Legs And Granny” are already out there on the floor. We must be running late tonight.

 

 

I have often wondered if people at the honky tonk had names for Pam and I that we were unaware of. I’m sure lots of people had special misfit names for us too as we have run into lots of people that have told us they used to watch us dance at the honky tonk. I can remember our friend Gary making fun of the way we swung our arms when we danced. Perhaps Gary had a misfit name for us. Maybe we were “The Arm Swingers” or “The Arm Pumpers.” But as long as no one makes fun of misfits in public, I suppose you can call any couple any thing you want as long as you keep it to yourself. That way no one knows but you, and no one gets hurt.

 

Well would you look at that, “Stiff Legs” is dancing with “Curly Joe.”

 

 

Thanks for reading The Misfits,
Bill