Is like an alcoholic bleating on about they not being an alcoholic. Rude? Yes you are my friend. Either that or you have some serious entitlement issues. You ask a girl to dance...no matter what she *has* to dance with you. No talking in milongas? Ha, ha, ha What next? No reading on the trains, no smiling with the supermarket checkout staff, gagging our toddlers in the libraries etc etc. You remind me of the bloke seated behind a woman in the theatre last month. The rather upset woman told us in the break that he jabbed her on the shoulder and told her to stop moving her head. Bearing in mind this was Thriller Live - the story of the Jackson Five/Michael Jackson with heaps of loud dancey music. Oh so weird.