I am writing to resign from your "dance class" as well as to request a refund for the first session.
It was my understanding that we were to be instructed in modern dance techniques. However the class consisted almost entirely of you dancing with all the male students while the rest of us merely watched before it devolved into a juvenile flirting session with whoever that man was that interrupted. It was bad enough that he clearly had no respect for my time and money, but for you to encourage his behavior is truly astounding. As for your actual dancing, let's just say it leaves much to be desired. Several times I thought I ought to call in paramedics to ease the seizures you seemed to be suffering and prevent you from injuring yourself and others.
Additionally, I would like to say that I found your outfit to be wildly inappropriate. Whatever the latest trends, tights are quite simply not a substitute for pants.
Regretfully,
Your former dance pupil
P.S. I was equally unimpressed with your skills as a swim instructor, which I happened to notice as my niece is one of your students (though hopefully not for much longer). I also happened to notice that man "bothering" you, much to your delight. Might I suggest two things? 1) Keep your professional and personal lives separate. 2) Give up the teaching profession.
*For those of you not fortunate enough to have seen the 1964 Elvis classic Viva Las Vegas with Ann Margret, this video will help to enlighten you.
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