17 October 2007

Late for a meeting

I walked into my meeting tonight late, as they were just starting. I hate being late, especially when the only reason is because I didn't plan my time well. Even more so when, like tonight, it's my first time at the group. I got to introduce myself by saying my name and that it was my first time there. They welcomed me and then I remembered to add, "I'm an alcoholic." Somebody replied, "Good, at least you know that." Everyone—including me—laughed.

A. was celebrating five years. Assuming I was a newcomer, she turned to me after announcing it, looked me in the eye and said, "It really does work." I smiled inwardly and managed to keep to myself the fact that I had 15 years, even when I shared. Isn't amazing how the ego can pick up on the smallest things and keep reminding one of them all through the meeting?

3 comments:

Mary P Jones (MPJ) said...

I always forget to add that second part in my meetings. Hi, I'm Mary... Hum, hum, hum. What's everybody waiting for? Oh, oops! And I'm codependent. Maybe it's just that I don't like that word.

Piglet said...

yes, that ego is troublesome i tell you!

Scott W said...

Squashing the ego is a hard job.