I want to be angry. I want to point my finger, place blame anywhere and everywhere I can. But it's too early in the game for that and, really, I have to accept that it's my fault. I asked people to spend their time and money to discuss mere possibilities, things that didn't even seem likely to happen. My fault. I didn't consider anyone else's needs in that particular situation. Even so, there were a lot of things that could have gone right.
People were supposed to respond promptly to my messages. People were supposed to show up. We were supposed enjoy a pizza buffet lunch. We were supposed to discuss the following things: a band name, where to practice, personal schedules of availability, how to arrange a gig/show, whether we would be a cover band or do mostly originals, and how we would promote our band. Ultimately, we were supposed to get to know each other, have fun, and leave feeling like we would have a good time together for the rest of the summer. That didn't happen. I'm not giving up, so we'll try again (maybe next time we'll go somewhere free), but one should at least be able to find out all the progress held up by failing to communicate.
No points today. No one earned them. Not even for reading this.
JOSH, THE SHERM
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