Originally posted on May 7th
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I'm. Having. One. Of. Those. Days....
You know - when you get up and step in cat vomit, the television is still playing because you didn't turn it off last night, topped off by a giant crick in your neck making turning your head impossible? Yup - it's one of those.
Due to no fault of my own (read my own damn fault), I have not been to ballet class in over almost two weeks. Last week Thursday, I skipped because I made dinner plans. The previous Tuesday, I couldn't lift my legs because over the weekend I helped teach a 2 hour belly dance floor work workshop (read a lot of thigh master slides, back bending and squats). This past Thursday I get my happy ass into my car knowing I'm going to see MDB - and no one else decided to come to class (yes, my regulars - I'm talking to YOU!). It was also Cinco de Mayo - and if I can be Irish on St. Pats - I guess everyone else can be Mexican on Cinco de Mayo.
So this morning, I decide - nay - I DECLARE - I will take my expanding ass to class. Since you know how I woke up - I will skip to the part of actually arriving at the studio. Determined and prepared, I get to the desk and find the new 'Not David' person taking registration.
"I'm here for the 12noon beginner ballet class." I say with punch card ready.
"You mean the 1pm." Not David states while reaching for my card
I snatch my hand and card back quickly. "Ummm...Nooooo...the 12noon class." I say again.
"There isn't a 12pm class - there's a one pm class. You must have been looking at Sunday." Not David says slowly like I might be slightly stupid.
Side Bar: This is NOT going to END well....
"No. The website has a 12pm beginner ballet/ballet 1 class posted for Saturday AND Sunday. I would like to sign up for the 12pm today -not tomorrow." I say slowing but clearly LIKE I MAY BE DEALING WITH AN IDIOT.
"The Adult Division Schedule is over on that table. You will see there is clearly no beginner ballet class today. But if you want you can sign up for Ballet 2 for 1pm." Not David says noticing that we have an audience and maybe talking to what WILL TURN INTO AN ANGRY BLACK WOMAN if he keeps talking to me that way.
"Ok. Well, thanks anyway." I say and leave.
As I get into the car and look through the paper schedule, I consider coming back for the 4pm beginner ballet class or just going to Bally's to work out. But now I can't find my DAMN Bally's card....
I think I may just try this whole thing out again tomorrow....MAYBE!
___________________________________________________________________________
I'm. Having. One. Of. Those. Days....
You know - when you get up and step in cat vomit, the television is still playing because you didn't turn it off last night, topped off by a giant crick in your neck making turning your head impossible? Yup - it's one of those.
Due to no fault of my own (read my own damn fault), I have not been to ballet class in over almost two weeks. Last week Thursday, I skipped because I made dinner plans. The previous Tuesday, I couldn't lift my legs because over the weekend I helped teach a 2 hour belly dance floor work workshop (read a lot of thigh master slides, back bending and squats). This past Thursday I get my happy ass into my car knowing I'm going to see MDB - and no one else decided to come to class (yes, my regulars - I'm talking to YOU!). It was also Cinco de Mayo - and if I can be Irish on St. Pats - I guess everyone else can be Mexican on Cinco de Mayo.
So this morning, I decide - nay - I DECLARE - I will take my expanding ass to class. Since you know how I woke up - I will skip to the part of actually arriving at the studio. Determined and prepared, I get to the desk and find the new 'Not David' person taking registration.
"I'm here for the 12noon beginner ballet class." I say with punch card ready.
"You mean the 1pm." Not David states while reaching for my card
I snatch my hand and card back quickly. "Ummm...Nooooo...the 12noon class." I say again.
"There isn't a 12pm class - there's a one pm class. You must have been looking at Sunday." Not David says slowly like I might be slightly stupid.
Side Bar: This is NOT going to END well....
"No. The website has a 12pm beginner ballet/ballet 1 class posted for Saturday AND Sunday. I would like to sign up for the 12pm today -not tomorrow." I say slowing but clearly LIKE I MAY BE DEALING WITH AN IDIOT.
"The Adult Division Schedule is over on that table. You will see there is clearly no beginner ballet class today. But if you want you can sign up for Ballet 2 for 1pm." Not David says noticing that we have an audience and maybe talking to what WILL TURN INTO AN ANGRY BLACK WOMAN if he keeps talking to me that way.
"Ok. Well, thanks anyway." I say and leave.
As I get into the car and look through the paper schedule, I consider coming back for the 4pm beginner ballet class or just going to Bally's to work out. But now I can't find my DAMN Bally's card....
I think I may just try this whole thing out again tomorrow....MAYBE!
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