After getting up at 5 a.m. to make the 8 a.m. flight to Mexico, we are now here. (No pictures yet, but soon).
In checking m Internet mail, I received a request that I apologize for an “over-the-top” comment made to a person in charge of a judging committee for the Bram Stoker awards. I had volunteered (I thought to help this person out) a long time ago. ) I recently received a notice asking me to ‘sit tight.” Then, I received a list of people who will be “judging.” I am not among those who will be judging, which is “ok.”
I wrote back and asked why, in Heaven’s name, I was asked to “sit tight.” Was this a process not unlike a pretty girl getting multiple offers for date night? The pretty girl in question would “pick and choose” when she knew who was going to apply? That was not my impression, originally. I understaood that the organization was short on true blue volunteers, and, since I am semi-retired, I thought I would offer. Bad decision, apparently.
I was pronounced “over the top” for asking what happened (???) and told to apologize. I sent a Universal Apology to the Universe. This entire scenario is getting ridiculous. Sucking up 101. I am too old for sucking up 101. I do “play nice in the sandbox” but, “Sheesh.”
At this point, as we just arrived in sunny Mexico and the weather is vastly improved over Chicago, I am in fine fettle and good spirits. I will apologize to anyone who will pay the price. I will not, however, suck up to people insincerely, because I do it really poorly. I am sincere, and, when it is merited, I do it well, but insincere sucking up is not my stock in trade.
My two-year-old granddaughters arrived. Must go eat.