With your boyfriend!

Yesterday I was in Washington, DC for a meeting at ASAE’s office.

• It’s an easy Metro hop to the airport.
• Usually.
• Yesterday, not so much.

I had my brick-filled suitcase and briefcase with me.

• The escalator was broken.
• Wasn’t sure I could carry all down the steps.
• Without landing on my head.

Saw the Metro worker in the information booth.

• Decided to ask where I could find an elevator.
• Found the space designated for people asking questions.
• And waited.

The Metro worker was talking to her boyfriend.

• Tried to ignore me.
• As she cooed and blew kisses.
• I decided to see how long it would take her to respond to me.

Three minutes later she acknowledged me.

• Announced loudly, “a stupid tourist” was bothering her.
• Made a face at me.
• Put boyfriend on hold.

I asked where I could find an elevator.

• “Not at this stop!” she growled as she slammed the door shut.
• Turned back to her phone.
• And waved me a way.

Unbelievable!

• Oh to be so in love.
• To feel justified in being rude to others.
• Who dared to ask you to do your job.

I lugged my bricks down those stairs and luckily did not fall.

Makes me think of chapter leaders - does love for your chapter (as it is) ever get in the way of making new ideas feel welcomed?

Originally posted @ Cynthia D'Amour on Leadership and Life