Day Two Hundred and Three - Corporate Kitty

In my previous job I organized a lot of meetings. I never went to any of these meetings or really was too bothered about what went on there. The one time when I attended a meeting with clients it was pretty horrific - like a cross between Wall Street [the film] and a Tennessee Williams play. So I didn't have much interest in attending any further meetings after that. However, if I was chatting on MSN with someone [usually this happens while I'm experiencing one of my bouts of unemployment] and they say "I have to go into a meeting" I'm immediately struck down with jealousy. For some raisin.

We also had many board meetings @ my old job. They were always a big scary deal and even though I had less than zero to do with them we always had to wear extra nice suits on these days. Well, after many years of being on the outside and not caring too much about looking in, tonight I attended a board meeting. I felt that my cashmere sweater and purple nail polish would be in order. I didn't eat anything or drink anything and mostly just sat there being quiet. I did have to speak to the board, which was fine. After three years in executive search the whole "stuffy board member" [paranthesis to indicate that this is not always true] is what I know and I'm very comfortable in that setting. And yeah, I can't share much more than that - just pleased to be invited [and then I came home and ate a tin of Zoodles - just like all important people].