If you know Paul Zaidman or have been to any of our classes, you will know how funny he can be, it's not his jokes, they are only moderately humorous, its in the everyday detail, the things he says, the concepts he comes up with, the words he makes that keep us all so entertained. So to honour and respect our wonderfully talented, clumsy and frequently inarticulate Paul Zaidman, we have posted this webpage to keep you abreast of all amusing things he gets up to.
Give blood, it's good for the community! (May 17, 2008)
Our fabulous new Salsa venue, the Chelsea RSL is also home to various functions and events. Last week, the Chelsea RSL was temporary home to the Blood Bank and being the good community spirited folk that we are, we toddled off on Thursday night to give blood, support this fabulous venue and catch up with students over a meal.
With a head full of questions, I headed straight towards the large hall full of beds, hospital equipment and very bright lights. I had never given blood before, so I wanted to know "would I be able to dance at full pace the very next morning" and "how long did it take the blood to regenerate in my system".
As we reached the reception desk, I saw the sign "must be over 45kgs" I thought 'phew, thats me, I can tick that one off the list'. As I continued to read the conditions, Paul ducked off to the bathroom and returned to stand by my side.
"I am over 45kgs" I said proudly to the nurse "but I need to know if I can dance at full speed in the morning" I announced excitedly. She looked at me and said "No, you can't dance tomorrow and besides it's 50kgs now" I screwed up my nose like a 10 year old brat and knew my plan to be a good sumaritan had been foiled. But! There was Paul, he could still do it, he weighed over 50kgs and he didnt have to dance in the morning!
"Paul can still do it though, can't he?" I urged. The nurse and I both turned towards Paul and it was then we saw the ghastly shade of white he had turned. From the tip of his head to the tip of his lips, he had blanched. He was standing their wide eyed and with a slight tremble in his voice "eh... I... think so..." The nurse looked at me, then him, shook her head and said "neither of you are any good to us"
I could hardly contain my laughter as I exclaimed, oh, great "I'm too skinny and he's too much of a whimp!"
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