Your Attention
Please
by John Brooke
As their key
note speaker, I thought this is the damnedest
Testimonial Event I had ever attended.
The
Chairperson, some woman, I can’t recall her
name, attempted to introduce me, she
couldn’t remember my name either. For
god’s sake what an insult. Well, I
wasn’t able to think of hers, so I guess
we’re were even.
Now the
subject I proposed to deliver, it sort of slipped
out of my mind at the time. What did I intend to
be talking about anyway? Something to do with
memory work, or possibly recitation.
In frustration,
I queried the members, “Did you see that
sunset on Sunday?”
Nobody
listened to me anyhow. These people couldn’t
sit still for more than 5 seconds.
“I’ll try to describe the beauty to you.
“What am I describing anyway?” I said.
An incredibly
distracting audience, fidgeting, playing with
their silverware. “Give me your opinions on
the medical marijuana situation in California?
Will you stay still for a moment? Pay attention
— damn it!”
Maybe they
served Food and booze. Other speakers spoke, I
believe, but they didn’t say anything
remotely memorable.
The event, The
10th. maybe the 13th. Annual Testimonial Dinner
for the founder of this society. Not one member
present could recall the founding guys name.
“By the
way, what is the name of The Society I’m
addressing?”
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