A Coach, A Coach. My Kingdom For A Coach.

A reader sent me an email which made me laugh out loud. Here it is in full:

Thought you may enjoy this – from the [coaching spam source] Facebook page. An ADI posts:

Just spent a 2 hour lesson with a lady who cannot tell the difference between the different pedestrian crossings plus the flashing amber light being a complete mystery to her. After driving thru quite a few and realising that the penny hadnt (sic) dropped. We pulled into the side and the rest of the lesson was role reversal where she had to explain to me about the differences. She ended up asking for pen and paper, and gave me diagrams so that I would understand the difference. She was delighted with the outcome and now knows all about the above.

Don’t know about you, but it’s stuff like that that tells me I wouldn’t be much cop at coaching!

I know that the author of the email IS good at coaching, of course. He’s a successful driving instructor. He means this type of coaching – the sickly kind that comes with a price tag attached.

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