I'm on a committee. Generally, I find it kind of a silly one, but that's neither here nor there. Today we were to hold our scheduled monthly meeting.
I fouled something up, so we weren't going to be able to do what we'd planned. I sent my apologies around, and I presumed that we'd conduct some other business.
Well.
The speed at which suggestions to cancel the meeting appeared in my mailbox stunned me.
I show up at these silly meetings, assuming that everyone else is all rah-rah.
But what's now clear is that nobody, not just me, wants to have a damned meeting!
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Each time I'm scheduled for a meeting, I die a little inside. The only upside is the chance that someone will make an inflammatory and controversial statement, or otherwise express strong and bitter opinions. The last meeting I attended, the words 'infuriating' and 'intolerable' were used in the first five minutes. I was so happy.
Not all meetings in my life are killers, fortunately. I have two regularly scheduled meetings tomorrow that are quite productive and give me a chance to see colleagues that are right down the hall from me but whom I never see because we all teach at different times. Still, it costs me about $8 in gas to get to work, so it's an expensive proposition, and there are other things I could be doing.
But yeah, this other thing. It's so much navel-gazing and soap-boxing, and that's about it. And now I see that even the navel-gazers and soap-boxers aren't that enthusiastic! Ha!
About your meetings: gotta find the joy where you can. :)
Oh, and meetings are like drinking games: we know that X is going to make a long-winded complaint about a comma (no kidding), so bring the soda and take a swig. Y is going to say that no one takes his concerns seriously. Another swig...
(Alanna -- if you read this, that second thing is about my committee. But you know about the comma complainer.)
Oh, and meetings are like drinking games: we know that X is going to make a long-winded complaint about a comma (no kidding), so bring the soda and take a swig. Y is going to say that no one takes his concerns seriously. Another swig...
LOL!!!!!!
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