As those who read this blog already know, I've been planning for months to attend Ballet San Jose's Men's Master Class scheduled for this coming Sunday. My boss even arranged my work schedule so I'd have good reason to be out there the week afterward. A couple weeks ago I called to confirm the class, and again last week, each time leaving a message asking them to call to confirm.
Well, they finally called, and it wasn't to confirm. No, they're having financial problems and they've canceled the class. Perhaps they waited until the last minute in hopes they'd get the enrollment numbers they needed; I didn't ask. All I know is that I have a big gap in my schedule that I'd rather be spending at home.
And a big hole in my stomach.
Well, they finally called, and it wasn't to confirm. No, they're having financial problems and they've canceled the class. Perhaps they waited until the last minute in hopes they'd get the enrollment numbers they needed; I didn't ask. All I know is that I have a big gap in my schedule that I'd rather be spending at home.
And a big hole in my stomach.
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