More drama at the gym class

They say that small town life can be dull but here in Aniane we make our own fun. When I got to gym class this morning, there was a crowd of lycra-clad women once again gathered in a worried little circle around the Foyer Rural man. What now? Well, it seems there was a rival gym teacher who had arrived early and had installed her small group of lycra ladies in our classroom and wasn't going to leave. No shouting this time, just no, I am the gym teacher here, if there is going to be a gym class, I am going to teach it. Turns out she had taught gym classes there before, and from what I can gather, she heard that a new class was starting up, and by golly, it was going to be hers. I must admit, her mannerism was rather intimidating and she was immovable. The Foyer Rural man, who had brought a friend for back up ended up backing down and we had to do our class in the kitchen. In the meantime a couple of new members of our troupe had defected upstairs as well!

Personally, I just don't get it. Our group had the room booked, yet someone else can come and take over, claiming that she has the 'right' to do so because she used to run a class there ... I've been thinking about it all afternoon and I just don't get it.

I can't imagine how this situation developed. Now we don't know if every class is going to be gatecrashed. I hope they sort it out soon, I really enjoy these classes.