I survived my first Ante-Natal Class! Hurrah!!
We got there at 6:45pm, 15 minutes before time. This is, in itself a great achievement for me since I'm hardly ever punctual. In fact we were only the second couple there. Go on. Pat me on the back. :)
As we got there, there was this... erm... international couple ahead of us - a German and his Kazakhstanese wife. And lo and behold, there at the reception counter was our "old friend", Miss Sourpuss. Anyway, as they registered Miss Sourpuss attended to them and it was all good. And then suddenly, Mr. German get a flash of brilliance.
"Kahn you not put uhn 'Parentcraft Classes' on zah bill?" he enquired, "If you write uhn 'classes' my insurance von't pay for it." Mr. German then goes on to explain that his insurance would pay for consultations instead. It was a simple enough request but Miss Sourpuss was dumbfounded - thanks to his thick accent. She couldn't understand a word of his request. Meanwhile, the queue was starting to build. Finally, Mr. German gives up and says, "Nevershmind. Vee'll do this uhn later" and proceeds into the training room. Okay, he didn't really talk like that. But wouldn't it have been cool if he did?
Anyway, in old sourpuss fahion Miss Sourpuss mutters quite audibly, "Stupid German. Bodoh!" Right there, in front of the rest of us. What a stinky attitude! Sure, we get upset once in awhile. We are only human. But to do it in front of other customers is just plain unprofessional. And stinky. Did I mention stinky? Stinky.
The class was light-hearted and informative. Thank God for small miracles.