I love Scott Adams. I really do. His recent (okay, it was several days ago, but I'm WAY behind on LJ n' stuff, okay?) blog about dance lessons with his fiance seriously hit a nerve with me:
Except in my case, when Seth and I took a ballroom dance class, I was the complete and utter failure, which ultimately led to us dropping out of the class, after the instructor suggested to us that we might benefit from some private tutoring.