Gossip: Namibian dancers cause unholy row at Fespad
Now it’s well known that we guys like to look at the ladies. Some scientists with too much time on their hands even established that men spend 42 minutes every day ogling women. Assuming that you’re awake 16 hours a day, that means 15 days per year wasted staring at the fair sex. Paradise!
Now it’s well known that we guys like to look at the ladies. Some scientists with too much time on their hands even established that men spend 42 minutes every day ogling women. Assuming that you’re awake 16 hours a day, that means 15 days per year wasted staring at the fair sex. Paradise!
There is, however, one golden rule when it comes to ogling: when in the presence of your wife or girlfriend, don’t do it. Ever! Even if you have landed in a striptease joint with the lady, just pretend there’s nothing extraordinary happening on stage.
One guy attending Fespad with his girlfriend unfortunately forgot about this when a Namibian dance troupe made its appearance. They were dressed in what we would describe as a quite modest bikini – showing a good deal of leg, belly and arm, yes (see photo), but not the kind of stuff published in Playboy or even the swimsuit edition of Sports Illustrated.
Yet our friend went ballistic. His eyes widened, his tongue hung out, he drooled like a hyena before the carcasses of an entire herd of zebra, and even went so far as to voice his approval every time the ladies shook their hips. His girlfriend, sitting beside him and having obviously gone to great lengths to look her best for the evening, was not amused.
In retaliation for her man’s loutish behavior, she started to audibly criticize the Namibians, saying they were a disgrace to Africa and nothing compared to the more modest Rwandan dancers. When this failed to dim the guy’s enthusiasm, the lady hissed “I’m out of here, and you better come with me!” which elicited the exasperated yell: “Oh woman, shut up! Can’t you see I am watching the show?!”
The scorned lady screamed something back, and an unholy row ensued, which only ended when some annoyed spectators told the couple to go and solve their problem somewhere else. The woman glared at her beau: “You better choose, those Namibian sluts or me!” after which she stomped out of the room. And Mr. Wise Guy, realizing he was beaten, threw one last glance at the podium and hurried after her.
We have no idea whether he managed to win his lady back, but if he did, we are sure it must have been a costly affair. A diamond ring, perhaps? As long as it’s no Namibian diamond…
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Posted by The Rwanda Focus
on Aug 24 2010. Filed under Entertainment.
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