Hi …. O, an “artist’s” story unfolds ….......
Hell done broke loose at North Tahoe Arts. Remember, I told you about that place earlier. It is a non-profit artists association, I’m afraid, run by artists. If you put 20 of them in one room together, they will do nothing but disagree until they are all unconscious from bitch slapping each other. I’m a Tim Taylor Tool Man kind of guy. These people are unreal. Remember my phrase “common sense isn’t so common”? Well it really applies in this case.
Also, remember when I said they all look to the one that has his head on straight. It’s true and that one was me. What a guy, what a guy, what a guy …. There was an election to elect a chairman in which I ran (why I don’t know) for the position. Sue, my wife, was really pissed. The place really needed direction and leadership. They asked for people that wanted to run for (voted upon) chairman. I was in a weird mood and put my name in. I was the only one for two weeks. So, that meant ….. no you’re wrong and so was I.
For some reason when “odie” is the only one willing to do the job, panic is the name of the game. Common sense … “we can’t deal with that”.
When the true artist ran, she won. There is much, much more to that little story, but I try to be a gentleman. That was just fine with me after I gained my senses. So, we all lived happily ever after, right? This artist and her partner in crime ran everything with an Iron fist. No decisions were made as a group. She made them all for us. Many enemies were made, including the main board of directors. After turning that place into her dream and pounding on too many desks, she was asked (told) to leave.
Now, in steps the fool. There was a quarterly gift shop meeting coming up, the work schedule was a mess, and we were down to 20 artists instead of the 26 we should have. Our reputation in the community was, to say the least, not too good. I told everyone I would chair the next meeting, emailed an agenda, and took over our schedule on Google calendar. I told everyone they will need a new chairman after the minutes were mailed out about a week after the meeting. That added up to about three weeks of hell. It was something that needed to be done, and everyone really appreciated me stepping forward and taking the reins.
The conclusion to this little “artists dilemma” next time …......
-- Odie, Confucius say, "He who laughs at one's self is BUTT of joke". http://woodstermangotwood.blogspot.com/ (my funny blog)