The Meeting
So we had a big meeting today, with damn near all the professors and department chairs, the dean, everyone from our college. I was on the agenda to deliver this proposal on a new degree track. It's something I'd been working on, and I'd talked about it at the last several meetings, explaining the issues and trying to answer all the questions they threw at me. It was important to me, and important to the school. So after my presentation, this guy, we'll call him John, gets up and starts slamming it. In front of the dean, in front of the department chairs, in front of all of my colleagues, he starts to find all kinds of "problems" with the plan. It was really frustrating, because he never asked me what my purpose was, or what I was trying to achieve, he just condemned it.
I just sat there, stunned. I wasn't stunned because of the points. I could have handled them. I was stunned because I thought Jack and I were friends. I mean, we talked about all kinds of stuff, and I had a lot of respect and affection for the guy. I figured that if he had an issue with me, or my project, that he'd come in and talk to me about it. Or send me an e-mail. I never would have thought that he'd stand up in front of all those people and slam me like that. But these people knew me, and most of them understood what I was trying to accomplish, and the thing went ahead anyway. It wasn't a big deal in the greater scheme of things. It was just sad that at the end of the day, I had a lot less respect for Jack, and I wondered how I had so overestimated our friendship.
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