Pride +1

My drum instructor called me today.

It was nearing the end of the term and that meant inputting our grades.

He told me that what happens is that he gets his students to do a self evaluation rather than having him give us a grade, so he asked me what I thought I deserved.

I really didn't know what I deserved. I was diligent in my practices and tried to improve. Being a drummer of four years, jazz percussion was something that came entirely new to me, but with my experience I still had that sort of head start. I didn't think that I was able to do as well as I hoped to.

Jazz drumming is just so dang hard.

Of course, I didn't want to end up with a very low grade, but I myself am too much of a humble person to say I deserved something high. *gloats in humility*

So I told Dave my explanations of everything, and I asked him, "is it possible for someone like me, with four years of experience under my belt, to quickly be really good at jazz drumming?"

"No, of course not. Definately no."

With that, I gave myself a B..... plus.

"Really?" He said with shock.

I confirmed my B+.

He explained, "Every week you come to class.. I don't think you've even missed one of my classes. And you also come prepared and you do everything I ask you to do. I think you deserve an A+."

"Oh!" I said with shock. "Well.. I was being humble.. heh heh.."

"Yeah, well you said B+ and I said A+, so how about we meet in the middle somewhere at A?"

"Sure," I said. But of course I wanted that A+. But really it was more than enough that I've seemingly gained his approval and his respect enough to get an A+ in a university level jazz percussion course.... of course however much that counts for, I don't know. But this made my day.