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Thursday, October 05, 2006

Impeccable Timing: Part II

Being horribly ill all week, it's something of a small miracle that I woke up at an unnatural hour today to attend a business networking meeting that I'm not especially keen on attending on a good day. However, I obediently went, hopeful to stay quiet and unnoticed in the corner (like that's possible).

What are the odds that I went quiet and unnoticed? Zilch... Nada... I could cover up with an invisibility cloak and still guarantee something would give me away (can't hide the laugh i guess ;) . Not only did I not go unnoticed, I immediately got attacked, I mean, approached, upon arrival by the newly inducted president of this group to be his new "visitor host." This means I smile pretty and greet the unsuspecting newbies before they enter the lions' den, I mean, banquet room, to be sucked of cash, soul, and client referrals.

Am I wearing a sign I'm not aware of that says, "Please pick me!! I would love to be asked to provide considerably more-than-minimal effort!" Now, because of this apparent attraction pheromone I seem to be giving off, I'm now committed to obediently attending these abhorrent meetings AND generating warm, welcoming smiles and glad tidings...something I am shockingly short on in the wee small hours of the morning.

To top off this decidedly unjust turn of events (though not surprising...I told you I'm unshockable...of course, my sick butt was gonna be asked to do something today...I should have skipped), while announcing his newly appointed leaders, our president couldn't seem to REMEMBER MY NAME!!! As about six people correct him, I shake my head in disbelief (now I'm mystified) that this cat asked me to be a leader in his group and can't even come up with my name! What is that about??

Sidenote - Further proof that it takes a woman to get anything done: I watched 7 or 8 guys standing around the breakfast buffet this morning, dumbfounded, because there was an absence of plates on the table. Hello?? What do you think waitresses are for? If it hadn't been for me tracking one down to retrieve some, I'm convinced none of us would have eaten. Un-be-lievable....

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