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Kicked out of guitar lesson

Posted September 19 | Leave a Comment

Recently (about a week ago) I had my weekly guitar lesson. I walk into the place, leather jacket, hair slicked up, cigarette in one hand, bottle of vodka in the other, and sign my name on the admission sheet. I'm sitting in a chair waiting for my teacher for about 5 minutes, when an employee says he's not going to be in, and would it be alright for me to have another teacher. Sure, I said. This teacher walks in, long greasy hair, Black Sabbath t-shirt on, ripped jeans, disgusting teeth. He… read more