Feast and Famine
Feast and Famine
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盛宴与饥荒
DOI:
10.2307/j.ctv1hqdjg9.8
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2015
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Doug Ramspeck
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作者:
Doug Ramspeck
Some things you cannot forget. It is hard to believe that 2 years have passed since I received an invitation by phone to attend a round table discussion in Washington DC along with 20 or so other women from around the country. I'm certain that the person on the other end of the call thought we had been cut off due to the deafening silence on my end. Before I go any further, a disclaimer. I'm not telling you this story because I'm a namedropper. It's not my style. I'm also not telling you this story to impress the new boss. That's not my style either. For reasons not always so clear to me – still-I received an invitation to a luncheon conversation on behalf of the First Lady. Five days from receiving the call. Pay your own way. Yes that would be with Michelle Obama in the room. Of course, when you receive such an invitation, it is a good idea to say yes. Once I recovered and could speak, I did not of course say well let me think about it and get back to you. You hang up and then the anxiety rushes in. Did that just happen? Where do I go? What do I say? What will I do? Why me? All legitimate questions you know. But of course the most terrifying question of all: What will I wear? Not a time to show up inappropriately dressed. It was a veritable feast in every way as you can imagine. Everyone showed up. The food was good but not the main attraction. There was not a dismissive arrogant voice in the bunch. That was a table we all agreed we needed and wanted to be around. People were dressed appropriately. Peaceful, lovely and engaging gathering. All women.