I took over the class. What seems to be an important fitness class for you. You've never seen me before, because I normally teach cardio. You were harsh on me. Questioning the format of the class, openly judging my way to do things. It's okay. I know I'll deliver. This is what I do and I'm good at it. I love people that doubt me; it motivates me to kick their ass... just the way I did yesterday.
Of course you had to go complain to my boss about something completely out of my control. You probably woke up that day in a bad mood because there was a new instructor in YOUR class, and decided then that you'd complain about something. Yesterday, it's was about the ventilation, but it could have been about anything. I consider myself lucky you didn't critique my class. It means it was good enough.
I'm glad you enjoyed the class. You are a tight, sexy woman, and you take your health seriously. When it comes to fitness, you know what you are talking about! That's why it was a HUGE compliment for me when you snobbishly looked me up and down after the class and said: "You have a tight little body. I'm glad you are our new instructor". I knew then. You're a shitlady. You and I are going to have a lot of fun together. I hope to see you again next week for a good sweat!