I’m in business and have not done what I was told since I was three (according to my mother).
In the first line-dancing lesson, if I did not think, I could follow, mostly.
Second lesson, I was off-balance. I could hear no vice. Hearing-aids weren’t working last week, due to um, slight pilot error. This week it might have been great, if I had persuaded myself to take a hearing loop. My neighbour explained I had a hearing ‘problem’. If you know me, that’s red rag flying! I spend my life avoiding the ‘p’ word.
I’ve got hearing loops , I sell them, to other people. It’s dead easy to give advice isn’t it? Taking it makes me grind my teeth. There must be a better way, I’m thinking. So I’ve sussed out the line dancing and what the teacher has to do.
Now, shuffle shuffle, perform wrinkle-inducing face-pulling embarrassed expression, I have to wear a loop. State of the art? Very difficult for any hearing loop but we’re close. Next week I shall have to take my CP and be done, thanks. T Without it I am half a step behind and always off-balance. When we turn around, I get the less-than perfect steps of the person in front. High ceilings, hard floor, echoes (if you hear them) andzilch nado no instructions.
At one side of the stage is something terribly tempting. It is one of those industrial, six-foot wide floor mops with handles twenty feet long. I look at it as my feet have given up with an new step that is so obvious to the girl behind that it is sloppy. I know what I want. A video. Being hard-of-hearing I need advantages. Mine would be a video of some steps. What would yours be?