Humor, A Difficult Concept
Nov. 5th, 2009 07:37 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
So, I had my first one-one guitar lesson last night. The eight week group lesson I had been attending ends next week and I didn't want to lose those hard earned callouses. Anyway, I was standing there with a 13-ish year old boy also waiting for an instructor, when this huge guy with tattoos and a MR T mohawk came out. He looked at the kid, then at me and we both just sort of stood there for a second. Processing. I have nothing against tattoos (I have one myself) or extreme hair designs, but he's not quite what I pictured as my guitar instructor. I had visions of learning a bit of classical, and some bluesy, maybe country-ish little tunes I could pick out, whatever. But in that second that we both just stood there, I thought, what the hell. Doing things "my way" usually results in me being disappointed somehow anyway, so shaking things up a bit might just be what I need. Still, talk about the odd couple.
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Date: 2009-11-06 03:33 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-11-06 12:29 pm (UTC)My only complaint is that he answered his cell phone durning our half hour lesson which caused us to run over a bit. That was the night the Phillies lost to the Yankees and since we're in the Philadelphia area it's a big deal. I'll give him that one, because he had gigs planned out for later in the week depending on whether they won or lost. So yeah, his livelihood and all I can understand. We'll see how it goes. They have the students pay one month at a time so I figure I'll know in a few weeks. Tons of fun though. I plunked around with my lesson for 45 minutes last night.