Myra’s getting ready to run another promotion. One of those, “Haul your friends in here and blackmail them with whatever you’ve got on them until they sign up and we’ll give you a T-shirt” deals. My friends are either already dancing their little hearts out, have been and refuse to go back (for various ridiculous excuses like ‘the surgeon told me I can’t yet’), or they live out of town. I won’t be getting that T-shirt (or whatever), and I suspect that most of the current students face the same dilemma.
But I have a better idea for Myra. Change the name to reflect what we really do in there. Women go to Jazzercise to let their hair down and dance. We shimmy, we bump, we grind… we shake what our mamma’s gave us. And we take these talents home with us. Our husbands are lucky men. If the sign on the door said “Myra’s School of Pole Dancing,” the men of Greer/Taylors would be signing their wives up in droves.
Now, granted, their may be some fallout from local churches. Greer/Taylors is definitely a conservative area. And, as I have said before, Myra is a Christian woman, as is… well, everybody that I personally know. So the sign would have to reflect the fact that we use our skills only for the entertainment of the men we are legally married to. Maybe, “Myra’s Christian School of Pole Dancing and Marital Therapy.”
We might need to play with it a little bit. Y’all let me know what you think.
Note: In response to several questions, I would like to add that at no time do we remove any of our clothes while Jazzercising. Well, except for the occasional sweatshirt. This is completely wholesome pole dancing.