“Do you want to be as tall as Gwen?” Stephen asked Alexia over breakfast.
“Gwen is tall like a giant” she replied. I think that was her way of saying ‘no’.
A board meeting had been scheduled for today at 5 pm for a couple of weeks but I’d been too busy to finish my reports. I stayed up late the night before and spent the entire day rushing to complete my report on my malnutrition research findings. I wanted to be prepared for the board meeting because it was to be the first time I’d be meeting a number of the members and a time to tell them what I’d been working on for the past 3.5 months.
Dorcas and I were running ten minutes late and I felt horrible to be keeping the board members waiting. I’d hoped to be there early so there’d be time to set up and review my notes. When we arrived at the hotel, where the meeting was to be held, a group of guests had taken over the board room which we’d booked in advance. When the hotel management realized that they weren’t supposed to be in there, they kicked out the group and made them relocate to the dining room.
It was already 5:30 pm at this point and no one else had arrived yet. Dorcas and I settled into the board room and I put together a slideshow of the projects I’d worked on. At this point it was 6:00 and we were still the only ones there. I hadn’t had lunch since noon and was getting hungry, and not wanting to wait until the end of the meeting to eat, as was the plan, I decided to get a snack. Dorcas and I ordered samosas and juice. It arrived, we ate it, and it was taken away, and still no one had showed up.
The first board member arrived at 6:40 pm and we began the meeting, not wanting to wait any longer. I was told to briefly explain the “important projects” and explained each one in a couple of sentences, showing a picture or two to illustrate each one. We ordered dinner and I explained my malnutrition research findings while we waited for it to arrive. The board member in attendance offered a few suggestions for future malnutrition-prevention projects while we ate dinner. And that was it. The board member apologized that the other members had not shown up, although they’d said they were coming, and told me “It is almost Christmas. They’re all busy chasing money.”
“Gwen is tall like a giant” she replied. I think that was her way of saying ‘no’.
A board meeting had been scheduled for today at 5 pm for a couple of weeks but I’d been too busy to finish my reports. I stayed up late the night before and spent the entire day rushing to complete my report on my malnutrition research findings. I wanted to be prepared for the board meeting because it was to be the first time I’d be meeting a number of the members and a time to tell them what I’d been working on for the past 3.5 months.
Dorcas and I were running ten minutes late and I felt horrible to be keeping the board members waiting. I’d hoped to be there early so there’d be time to set up and review my notes. When we arrived at the hotel, where the meeting was to be held, a group of guests had taken over the board room which we’d booked in advance. When the hotel management realized that they weren’t supposed to be in there, they kicked out the group and made them relocate to the dining room.
It was already 5:30 pm at this point and no one else had arrived yet. Dorcas and I settled into the board room and I put together a slideshow of the projects I’d worked on. At this point it was 6:00 and we were still the only ones there. I hadn’t had lunch since noon and was getting hungry, and not wanting to wait until the end of the meeting to eat, as was the plan, I decided to get a snack. Dorcas and I ordered samosas and juice. It arrived, we ate it, and it was taken away, and still no one had showed up.
The first board member arrived at 6:40 pm and we began the meeting, not wanting to wait any longer. I was told to briefly explain the “important projects” and explained each one in a couple of sentences, showing a picture or two to illustrate each one. We ordered dinner and I explained my malnutrition research findings while we waited for it to arrive. The board member in attendance offered a few suggestions for future malnutrition-prevention projects while we ate dinner. And that was it. The board member apologized that the other members had not shown up, although they’d said they were coming, and told me “It is almost Christmas. They’re all busy chasing money.”