I could feel my mind becoming more mushy as the meeting dragged on. Minute after minute, second after agonizing second. My eyes were glued to the clock, not even pretending to be paying attention anymore. After all, I could probably quite exactly what had been talked about in the last twenty minutes in two seconds. This. This was why I hated meeting. Because it ended up being a good forty minutes of my coworkers hemming and hawing and what-iffing things to death.
I'd already given my opinion ages ago, and honestly that opinion had been tossed aside like so much garbage, so why should I even try to participate in this.
No, my eyes flickered to the doorway, no perhaps I could gradually slip away without them noticing. After all, I doubted they'd miss me. I was the outcast of the group after all. So why even bother pretending that I was feeling included?
My fingers twitched. I knew exactly why. Because if I left suddenly they'd come after me wanting to know what was wrong. If only I had a reason to not be here. Another something to get to. Unfortunately...I didn't. And making up a reason to leave would only mean I'd have to remember that I had made up a reason to leave if the others decided to randomly remember I'd suddenly left.
I gritted my teeth. I could do this. Honestly if it was only supposed to be an hour meeting then I would have a perfect excuse to leave then. I just needed to wait....but waiting was so unbearable.
-Inspiration from being bored at a meeting.
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