teamwork

The Wise Fool speaks:

When one reads about everything under the sun, bad things happen inside the head. They get mixed-up like salad. All the information get tossed around but they are not as tasty as salad. In fact they become barely recognisable. You won't want to eat it.

You see, I tried to share whatever I have absorbed that I ended-up talking Greek. Literally, I did spill tales of Greek mythology that unfortunately should not be the case. Perhaps that's the way my mind works. It lacks proper systems and I never follow rules.

For once if I did prepare any notes please stick to them and don't divert. I wonder why do I do that? Sometimes changing the entire scheme works wonder but for yesterday it wasn't exactly a good idea.

The question is should I be loyal to my style or make proper changes to improve the situation? I bet that there are kind-hearted folks out there who admire my spontaneous delivery of knowledge that seem to be plucked from different cubicles. Others would be lost and confused and felt like swinging a chair at me.

I don't think any of these folks should decide how I present my talks. I decide. I am as stubborn as a mule. No, maybe just loyal to being me.