So this Friday, I had to set up a conference for a committee meeting. This particular committee was not internal to my company. They were just using the room.<\/p>\n
It’s a nice room, really. The guy who was there to set up for the committee was quite impressed with all the bells and whistles. Ooh! A dvd player! Ooh! A touch panel to control all the different A\/V equipment in the room! Ooh! an electronic whiteboard.<\/p>\n
I’m pretty used to it, so it doesn’t seem exciting to me. But I was eying the food they’d brought in. Yummy deli sandwiches, salad and cookies. But what really caught my eye was the deli pickles. The kind that are light green and extra dilly.<\/p>\n
But I they hadn’t started eating yet. I figured I’d bide my time.<\/p>\n
THe presenter was late, she came in with a rush. She emptied her bag on the table, throwing out the CD and the DVD that she was using for the show.<\/p>\n
whoops. The DVD was not in the case. Thus followed a panicked attempt to find the movie clip on the internet. She was too panicked to really stop and choose her clicks.<\/p>\n
Well, she finally got settled in. The original guy had asked me before what they should do if something went wrong mid-meeting.<\/p>\n
I told him I’d give him my card. Well, I realized I had forgotten my card. I wrote my cell down on a little yellow sticky. And I thought this was the intro to my move on the yummy pickles.<\/p>\n
I handed the sticky to the guy, and I whispered, “Can I have a pickle?”<\/p>\n
He accepted the sticky, and in response to my question he reached into his pocket. He very carefully opened his wallet, searched through it, and gave me his card.<\/p>\n
There are times when all you can do is say Thank You and walk away.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
So this Friday, I had to set up a conference for a committee meeting. This particular committee was not internal to my company. They were just using the room. It’s a nice room, really. The guy who was there to … Continue reading