What’s worse than being stuck in a social gathering with your parents and their friends (aunts and uncles who pinches your cheeks, old family friends commenting on how you used to be a fat kid)? Going to a meeting with people who are as old as our grandparents, and not knowing anyone at all. A few nights ago, my boss had asked me to go to a Chamber of Commerce membership meeting and symposium after work (grrr… I was tired enough working from 8am-5pm, with no lunch break and now I have to attend a meeting from 5pm to 9pm ugh!) I was thinking, it can’t be that bad, maybe I can sit somewhere at the back and after an hour I’d make a silent exit.
So when I arrive at the meeting, I noticed that there were a lot of old people standing here and there, people who are in their early 40’s to probably their 60’s. There were cocktail tables everywhere. In the very front of the function hall there were three round tables, each with four chairs. What am I to do? I don’t know anyone? Oh, well I’ll just flash them my sweet smile and hope someone is nice enough to say hello.
So then there’s this lady who came in about 5 minutes before the meeting would officially start and she introduces herself to me. This little old lady came alone also. So she says she doesn’t want to stand around and I explain to her that it’s cocktails and I think the reason why they don’t have any chairs is because they want everyone to mingle and get to know each other. So here comes the fun part. Little old lady grabs hold of my hand and says “I see 3 tables up front with chairs, let’s sit there” Before I could protest I found myself sitting in the table with the little old lady and two fat gray haired men. Oh boy! You can’t imagine how much fun that had to be. Then another guy came in and joined our table who ends up being the congressman of whatever place that I have never ever heard of, who also happens to be the guest speaker for the night. This is not the table I want to be in, so much for my quick and silent exit. Looks like I’m going to really have to sit through this one.
I felt so stupid sitting with all these old folks. I couldn’t understand anything they were talking about. I have never ever heard so many numbers and figures being used in a conversation. So then, they started talking about what to do during the economic crisis, each of them shared their inputs and I saw the congressman guy look at me and felt as though I was going to melt. I could hear my heart pounding loudly in my ears. I had a gut feeling they wanted to hear my opinion…So then he asks me…”What can you say about the economic crisis and how do you think we should go about it” At that moment I soooo wanted to be invisible. I wanted to text my mom to help me answer this one. So, I smile shyly, clear my throat and say, “Well,
So while the congressman went to deliver his speech, I decided to take notes just in case my boss wanted me to make a report. But damn! The speech was so boring that I ended up doodling in my notebook. I did however write tons and tons of numbers but didn’t label them or describe what they were for, so now I have no idea what those numbers and figures mean! I chuckled every now and then at the congressman, for a congressman he sure speaks English poorly. He said something like, “Don’t forget to participate in the Earth Hour by switsing (switching, lols!) off the lights” and he also mentioned something about a “Mercedes Beanz (Mercedes Bens),…and then he went on and talked about “Pork and Bens (Pork and Beans)”…. I bit my tongue trying to hold back my laughter. So the rest of his speech was pretty boring. Numbers, numbers and more numbers… I tried my best not to fall asleep so I crossed my legs and swayed it.
EMBARRASSING MOMENT ALERT… Then I accidentally kicked the mic stand and well… The mic stand along with the microphone dropped to the ground! I was flushed red by this time. Should I pick it up or just leave it. One of the waiters put it back to its place. And the congressman jokingly said, “Oh, I guess there goes my cue to shut up now.”
At least the four hours of boredom was over. I wanted to make a rush to the restroom but was stopped by another old fat, gray haired man with nacho cheese yellow teeth, whose breath smelled disgusting. I smiled and tried to hurry away from him, but the place was too crowded for me to even get very far. Old man introduced himself to me as the President of so and so company. Ok, so am I supposed to be impressed? I have never heard of his company before, but nonetheless, I say politely, “pleased to meet you, sir”. He asks me for my calling card and asks me, “How young are you?” I’m thinking, young enough to be called your grand daughter. I tell him I’m 24. And he asks me if I have plans and that maybe we could chat and have some wine or coffee… By this time, old man is making googly eyes at me. Ewww… Luckily, my boyfriend calls me cellphone, I say excuse me and make a quick exit.
Boring boring boring…I know. But that’s all I have for now guys. I promise a more interesting post next time. How’s everyone else doing? What are you guys up to? Do anything interesting?