I forgot to mention - Orson's pal fancies himself as a parapsychologist. Orson wants him to be the chairman for the orb conference, since I won't be here when it happens. I'm supposed to brief him on what's involved.
Oh, I'll do that all right. I'll instruct him so that this will be a conference to remember.
I don't think the man is deliberately deceitful. I think he genuinely believes he knows what he's talking about.
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"Oh, I'll do that all right. I'll instruct him so that this will be a conference to remember."
Sounds ominous.
What do you mean, ominous?
Surely he needs to know that some speakers use more than their allotted time? Surely he knows not to interrupt, but to let the session run on if necessary - even if it means skipping lunch?
After all, his audience is there to be enlightened. He must understand that his responsibility is to let the speakers relate their work, not to pander to the comforts of the delegates watching.
That's just one example. Being chairman of a meeting is an onerous task.
You wicked man, Romulus. You intend to mess with this poor dupe? Well, okay. But making all those delegates miss lunch...you fiend!
I've met most of them. They're not likely to starve to death. Some of them would benefit from skipping a meal or two.
Besides, any delegates at that conference will be those who think orbs are worth investigating.
I have no sympathy.
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