Our Front Desk Staffs Got Talent

There was a mix up tonight and the teacher was going to be 20 mins late. Young Patrick was working the front desk. He asked the students if they wanted to wait the 20 mins or have somebody start the class by reading dialog until the teacher could jump in. Everybody wanted to start on time. It was a small class. A few of us were sitting on the benches, wondering how this was going to work. Patrick comes over with a binder. "This is the dialog. Who wants to read?". Me and one other volunteered. Patrick thought about it a minute and said "what the heck, I'll do it.". So we go in and kneel on our mats in the dark room, waiting. Patrick walks in and flips the lights on. He's wearing nothing but long khaki shorts, a strange hat and a big shit eatin' grin. Gentle chuckles of appreciation abounded as we stood up to get ready for class. Patrick opened the book and started reading. "Good morning". More chuckles. It's 530 in the afternoon, right? With the big grin still pasted on his face he turns to the one new person and gives her instructions to watch others and stay in the room. Then he launches into the breathing dialog. And you know what? That kid nailed it. 6 count breathing executed perfectly. Once both sets of breathing was done, he drops the binder on the floor, says "where the heck is monica?" and launches into half moon WITHOUT THE DIALOG. And you know what. He freakin' nailed it. He still had the grin pasted on his face and he was talking us through it, freakishly close to normal dialog with no help! The teacher showed up after second set of half moon and gracefully took over. Patrick said "you want the hat?". We all laughed and I said "Patrick, you've found your calling, you need to go to training!!" Applause and smiles erupted after my comment and Patrick left us in Monica's gentle hands, shit eatin' grin in tact all the way out the door.....