yesterday morning started out normal enough with a couple of my colleagues and i attending a speaking/workshop style event at a local university.
the topic was supposed to be business related, something about sales and how to leverage them or something or other.
80+ business men and women were in attendance. with the breakdown of attendees being about 2.5 men to every woman and about 90% of them over the age of 40.
(the figures above are my very scientific results taken by my very scientific eye balls)
with eggs and coffee in my belly i crossed my legs, and sat up straight to become prepped and ready for the main speaker to begin.
unfortunately, it was quite obvious from the first twenty minutes or so of this woman's three hour presentation that my colleagues and i shouldn't have been there.
there wasn't so much discussion on business practices and leveraging sales as there was about exuding confidence and what to wear and not to wear to a business meeting.
i'm sure it was helpful to some, but i'm going to go ahead and toot my own horn and say i'm pretty sure i have the exuding confidence and sharp dressing down.
i felt like i was an extra in a self help vhs video as we were asked to walk around the room to practice our posture and shake various attendee's hands to work on our handshake grip.
when the speaker asked us to go around the table and discuss personal goals that we had written in our session workbook and the 60 year old men were getting all kumbaya on me i thought it couldn't get any worse.
until i started to hear singing from the other side of the room.
i glance to my left and the speaker had made a costume change.
she had on a crazy wig and was singing "poor unfortunate souls....", at the top of her lungs.
the crowd was blatantly confused and almost shocked, but she kept singing.
i'm 100% positive that i was the only one in the room who had a clue who she was pretending to be.
she was ursula the sea witch from the little mermaid - duh.
the woman was literally dressed as a giant squid, tentacles and all.
it was right about then that i couldn't stop laughing.
she looked and pointed at me and i yelled, "you're from the little mermaid!"
"correct!", she exclaimed.
cue more laughing, (from me) and singing (from her).
how this woman correlated singing and an elaborate ursula the sea witch costume to a group of over the hill businessmen is still a mystery to me.
at least i love the little mermaid right?
happy thursday, kids!