On Tuesday afternoon, I, once again, took the whole afternoon getting to Old Town and then hanging around there, waiting for Spanish class, which starts at 6:30. About 7PM I check my phone messages. Once again, my "Spanish Now" class has been cancelled, and "please call them tomorrow to arrange for a make-up."
So call them I did. I told the woman that this had happened 4 times now, and that I just wanted to quit and get my money back. After some interim denials and discussions, she said today that she would mail a check.
Which leaves me sort of bummed out. (Yo soy mal). I wanted to take Spanish, or else I wouldn't have signed up. They have all sorts of "teach yourself" classes online, but part of the purpose of this is to get out, so taking a class online is rather self-defeating.
SELF DEFEATING
So, I went back online and found and signed up for something called "Spanish Blackbelt". I guess I'll either learn Spanish or how to karate chop wayward Hispanics.
Thursday, November 4, 2010
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