I attended a “round table” conference today and, as I had a lot to learn on the topic, took meticulous and constant notes on my laptop. 
After 20 minutes, one of the presenters came around behind me and stood. I gave a half turn and saw her mime a typing motion to her colleague, oddly whispering, “He’s taking notes.” (How could I not hear?) Indeed I had come under suspicion for being off task, that I was perhaps sending emails or posting to my blog.
After 20 minutes, one of the presenters came around behind me and stood. I gave a half turn and saw her mime a typing motion to her colleague, oddly whispering, “He’s taking notes.” (How could I not hear?) Indeed I had come under suspicion for being off task, that I was perhaps sending emails or posting to my blog.
I was suddenly transformed, after this misguided investigation, from miscreant to star pupil. (“Maybe you could share your notes with everybody on a google doc?”) What did I do about this? Why, I went off task, of course, and wrote this blog.
Ha ha! Awesome.
I’m a difficult student.
She should be fired. You should be paid if you are to be the secretary for the others. This is so wrong on so many levels, I would have got up and walked out with my middle finger waving in the air.
The funny thing is that many people came to the conference in pairs and were constantly talking with each other – often off topic – and that was the norm. The amazing thing is that I didn’t say anything to any of them. What’s wrong with me?