Bring it on Girlfriend! (Oh, it's already been broughten!!!)

So last night, my sis and I went to the gym in Hayward to get our workout plan on, and we ran into my old choreographer. I stop by to say hello, and then he begins to tell his new crew about how long I danced with him and whatnot. So this one chick goes, (in a very persnickety way) "Well, if she's supposed to be such a good dancer, I wanna see what she can do. I wanna see her dance!" Biotch, is that a challenge?!?! I don't know this chick from Adam, and she's calling me out. Ummm, maestro, hit the music please! I changed my shoes, gave my old choreographer my music, and straight represented! I think that was the fastest I ever danced in my life, but when your pissed, you're able to do just about anything I suppose. After I finished, the rest of the people were really, really nice and paid such beautiful compliments *blushing*. But homegirl just sat there looking stuck on stupid.
So, there are a few morals to this story:
- It's not what you say, but how you say it. If homegirl wouldn't have made her little commentary in such nasty way, myself (as well as the others in the room) wouldn't not have taken it as a challenge.
- Ultimately, don't call out a girl that has been dancing since she was 5 years old. You're likely to get served ;P