I write this post in the hopes that somewhere, someone will decide to make my project manager, Richard, a SAINT!! The man is incredible. Not only does he have endless patience, but he is frequently able to refocus the meetings despite the the best efforts of May and I to distract EVERYONE!!
Allow me to set the scene: This morning starting out with our second preliminary content meeting to 'finalise', the copy content of our exhibition. The ppl responsible for content are May, Cliff and myself. Cliff, also being our ultimate 'boss' as the founder of the ministry, but Richard running the meeting as the exhibition manager.
Cliff, God bless him, is a man with an incredible amount of passion and charisma, as well as a wealth of knowledge. He is also the visionary behind the Spirit of Wilberforce, and as such, he certainly has very specific ideas of what he would like from the exhibition. He is also, much to the amusement of May and I, incredibly distractable, and is easily baited into giving wonderfully in depth history lesson and personal anecdotes about the subject matter. We do this often, and most of the time, totally motivated by a bona fide interest in the subject and occasionally, because the meeting is totally boring and his stories are always entertaining...
Well, after many such detours on the way to putting together suitable content for our exhibition (the subject matter which, I should add, is some of the most emotionally draining things I've ever dealt with), I noticed a book on the shelf in the Family Matters Institute room, called "Kosher Sex."- So I managed not to laugh... very sad things being discussed at the time like how Wilberforce threw away any possibility of becoming PM when he continued to advocated the abolition of slavery when it wasn't prudent to do so... I did however, feel obliged to share this information with May, via a note which said...
Kosher Sex??? Is that like sex without whipped cream or something?? You know- no dairy and meat together.
After reading the note, May's face went bright red as I watched her try desperately to control her laughter but slowly breathing. She could not however, control the tears which began to well up in her eyes. Cliff, who was still talking about the tragedy of the lives ruined, and was touched to note how much the subject matter had moved May emotionally...
She did however manage to compose herself long enough to scribble a note back to me which read,
No, I think they mean no eating oysters before hand!
I unfortunately, not being as composed as May, burst out laughing just as Cliff reached the climax of his heart wrenching story. Richard and Cliff were aghast as May and myself both descended into fits of uncontrollable laughter. Explaining to our boss and senior boss, the the reason that we couldn't conduct ourselves in a reasonable manner was because I had seen a book with the word "SEX" in the title, made us look about as professional as a hippy would behind the counter at McDonald's.
Anyway, I see myself as a grace grower and I supect I may have gone above and beyond today, as Richard, instead of getting angry or ill tempered suggested we all take a break to go for a walk around the grounds to look at the snowdrop flowers, in order to compose ourselves...
... the man deseves a medal
Allow me to set the scene: This morning starting out with our second preliminary content meeting to 'finalise', the copy content of our exhibition. The ppl responsible for content are May, Cliff and myself. Cliff, also being our ultimate 'boss' as the founder of the ministry, but Richard running the meeting as the exhibition manager.
Cliff, God bless him, is a man with an incredible amount of passion and charisma, as well as a wealth of knowledge. He is also the visionary behind the Spirit of Wilberforce, and as such, he certainly has very specific ideas of what he would like from the exhibition. He is also, much to the amusement of May and I, incredibly distractable, and is easily baited into giving wonderfully in depth history lesson and personal anecdotes about the subject matter. We do this often, and most of the time, totally motivated by a bona fide interest in the subject and occasionally, because the meeting is totally boring and his stories are always entertaining...
Well, after many such detours on the way to putting together suitable content for our exhibition (the subject matter which, I should add, is some of the most emotionally draining things I've ever dealt with), I noticed a book on the shelf in the Family Matters Institute room, called "Kosher Sex."- So I managed not to laugh... very sad things being discussed at the time like how Wilberforce threw away any possibility of becoming PM when he continued to advocated the abolition of slavery when it wasn't prudent to do so... I did however, feel obliged to share this information with May, via a note which said...
Kosher Sex??? Is that like sex without whipped cream or something?? You know- no dairy and meat together.
After reading the note, May's face went bright red as I watched her try desperately to control her laughter but slowly breathing. She could not however, control the tears which began to well up in her eyes. Cliff, who was still talking about the tragedy of the lives ruined, and was touched to note how much the subject matter had moved May emotionally...
She did however manage to compose herself long enough to scribble a note back to me which read,
No, I think they mean no eating oysters before hand!
I unfortunately, not being as composed as May, burst out laughing just as Cliff reached the climax of his heart wrenching story. Richard and Cliff were aghast as May and myself both descended into fits of uncontrollable laughter. Explaining to our boss and senior boss, the the reason that we couldn't conduct ourselves in a reasonable manner was because I had seen a book with the word "SEX" in the title, made us look about as professional as a hippy would behind the counter at McDonald's.
Anyway, I see myself as a grace grower and I supect I may have gone above and beyond today, as Richard, instead of getting angry or ill tempered suggested we all take a break to go for a walk around the grounds to look at the snowdrop flowers, in order to compose ourselves...
... the man deseves a medal
2 comments:
Hehe...very funny story. sounds so great. god bless you callie and carry on working hard. I'm so glad u having a good time. Missing you in gtown. And now you don't have to feel unloved :)
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