Telling the Truth is not Always Wise

There is a short list of behaviors I find difficult with which to deal. Sometimes the behavior comes unexpectedly to the fore and I am unprepared. Such was yesterday. In July, signed up for a work-shop on language, in Amsterdam. There was unusually little information about this event but it was clear to be a sales session. Three hours long. With this in mind my plan was to commit to half of the session. Upon arrival, and before taking my seat in a cramped over-filled room, informed the leader of the session that I must leave after 90 minutes. An ill-advised move, I later discovered. 75 minutes into a poor-choice-of words- all talk-demonstration, in a too warm, crowded small space with participants nodding off, the leader said we’ll have a break in a few minutes. He looked squarely at me. I figured great, he was letting me know. Every five minutes there after, he would look at his watch and then look at me. 90 minutes came and went. Just one more tidbit, one more example. Finally at 105 minutes, when everyone was fidgeting, he called for a break. Five of us made a bee-line down the long hall [haul] for the front door, He apparently was insulted by my not committing to the entire three hours. I wonder how many stayed and how many signed on at the end. The other dumb thing: I had gotten myself wedged into a side-space from which I could not exit without a disruption to the ‘talk’. It would have been rude if I had tried. Luckily for me, I as is my want, I had built in extra time and so I arrived at my next appointment quite nicely on time. Nice try mr jerk.