Joseph Reagle
As Paul spoke on and on, a young man named Eutychus, sitting on the windowsill, became very drowsy. Finally, he fell sound asleep and dropped three stories to his death below. Paul went down, bent over him, and took him into his arms. “Don’t worry,” he said, “he’s alive!” Then they all went back upstairs, shared in the Lord’s Supper, and ate together. Paul continued talking to them until dawn, and then he left. Meanwhile, the young man was taken home alive and well, and everyone was greatly relieved.
I traveled to Europe with my (older) boss for a meeting that I would facilitate. When a high-level European Commission official first met us, he asked me, “What do you do, carry the luggage?”
I ignored the comment and ran the meeting later in the day.
I traveled to Brussels to open and facilitate another meeting, but got food poisoning and spent my time in the bathroom of the hotel.
Fortunately, my colleagues stepped up.
At a large meeting at the U.S. Federal Trade Commission, I was advancing the slides of TimBL, inventor of the web, and managed to screw it up and throw him off.
I apologized to him afterwards.
During a panel before a large audience at Harvard, my voice got so shaky I literally choked.
I took a moment, apologized about being nervous (I could’ve skipped that), and continued on and continued to participate instead of wilting.
New class slides often have typos.
I appreciate and thank students who send email me.
(I consider it part of the participation grade.)