Salsa Sam’s Rantings

I hate it when:

• Moron’s who drive on the an incoming lane (no priority) don’t signal and expect you to give way when they nose dive in front of your car, after you’ve been waiting patiently at a never-moving lane…
• Large Mercedes-Benz drivers who prance around on the fastest lane in a 4-lane highway and expect you to wait for them to finish talking on the phone before they change lanes…
• Having to go pee, 5 mins from your house, and the policeman decides that your low priority roadaway should wait three rounds of green lights before waving you on to move…
• Malaysian pedestrians who give you the what-the-hell’s-wrong-with-you look when you slow down and give them way, and after 15 secs, you start moving, and they give you this face like you’re some kind of dumb-ass…
• Malaysian women who refuse to allow you to hold the door for them when they have their hands full and obviously need a hand at the door…
• People who give you a call at bloody 8:55am in the morning, ask a thousand and one questions, take 9 minutes on the phone and never show up to your studio…
• People who call you up at 10:55pm in the evening and expect you to entertain them as they ask a million minute questions like why you only choose to teach Salsa at a Salsa school…
• Someone you don’t know comes up to you in a Salsa club, gives you funny looks, interrupts you while you’re talking with your friends, and drags you onto the dance floor saying that you should dance with them so they can learn something from you…
• People who always call you  up with a private number and only repeat "guess who?", "you don’t know who this is, right?", "I bet you can’t guess who this is…" for minutes at a time and you’ve already missed 2 calls because they have a sick perversion for making you feel horrible after a long day…
• Students who don’t show up after weeks and weeks of classes, who suddenly show up during a very very busy time in between your busiest classes, and demand their class fees (which expired months ago) to be refunded. What the &$@##^!^$&!^&*!^&*##&^!&#&##&*%%##!!

I love it when:

• My students who struggle every week, come to class early, and they do everything right!
• My students who struggle in class but keep trying to do it right…
• Students who ask questions!!
• Students who talk to me like a real person after/before class, and not make me feel like a 95-year old lecturer who’s supposed to know it all…
• Chatty and helpful workers at Macro…
• Shop-owners who don’t recommend a more expensive product who tell you that the are other things that cost less which will help you do more…
• Going into a shop and getting free advice from a good natured, honest, shop-owner, who would rather have a good conversation about digital cameras than trying to sell your their most expensive product out of your budget…
• I sit down and have in front of me, in less than 1 minute, two limau-ice kurang manis after a long long day…

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