Writing this post on my phone, which, given my experience tonight is HIGHLY ironic. Just got back from speaking at a Meeting. 10:30pm AA Meeting. On a Monday night. In the Utility Room of a Parking Garage.
Rarely have I felt so blocked when speaking. It's because I had to keep pulling myself back from starting every sentence with the phrase: "Put the fucking cell phone down." small meeting but the cool kids in the back couldn't be bothered to stop texting -- I'm a long way from the idea that you have to listen to ME in the meeting. But I do believe you have to LISTEN in the meeting.
There's more to this story, but the technology is working against me tonight.
Suffice to saythat by the end of the meeting I was glad I didn't go there...