Drone Riots in San Francisco
I was having a quiet dinner.
- Yummy Mexican.
- Wonderful salsa.
- A meringue in my mouth.
Then the drones arrived.
- Two twin boys.
- Maybe four years old.
- Gleefully began their reign of terror.
Their mother was clueless.
- Focused on ordering food.
- She let the boys run loose.
- And they did - screaming all the way!
Jumping from booth to booth…
- Competing as only brothers can.
- To suck the salt out of the shaker.
- Then push a gob of spit in.
Three booths later Mom reappeared.
- Saw nothing wrong.
- Asked the boys to sit with her.
- As they waited for their carryout.
Mom was calm as a cucumber as my jaw hit the floor.
Makes me think of chapter leaders…are you so focused on doing what you always do that you miss what’s really going on in your chapter?
Originally posted @ Cynthia D'Amour on Leadership and Life





