Oooooooh, yes. The lifeboat exercise. I use to think about that a lot.
I had NO desire to get up and share as to why I should be in the lifeboat. I didn't give a shit, and gave a half assed speech with contrived emphasis. I hated having to do it, and I truly felt dirty and embarrassed afterwards. What I would have loved to say was:
"If I had the choice between fighting like a pack of dogs over four chairs in a room, I would much prefer to drown in the carpet, thank you."
It never works out how we expect or had hoped, does it? That's life. I bet that if I had the chance to confront any of those staff today, even if I had rehearsed something beforehand and had prepared for any eventuality, I probably would still freeze and blow chunks once the opportunity presented itself. Not because I was scared, but because I would most likely simply blank out if they threw me a curve ball. I'm pretty good at debate, but with that much history, it would be pretty tough.
Needless to say, I have no desire to run into any staff. The wonderful thing is, there is NO FUCKING WAY any of them would recognize me now!! Which could potentially be quite fun if I saw one, since I could walk by them on the street and whisper something CEDU specific as I passed by them, leaving them wondering who I was and why they didn't remember me. Something like "Turned in your dirt list yet?"
I probably wouldn't do that, though. I like to be invisible when faced with potential confrontation. If I close my eyes, they won't see me.
