Pass the Dutchie on the Left Hand Side

So you’re in a meeting, and there’s a plate of biscuits in the middle of the table, and you’re the only one who cycled there, and it took you 45 minutes and you had to cane it into a headwind because you were late. Everyone else is doing a sterling job of ignoring the biscuits but finally somebody does start passing the biscuits round but in the opposite direction from you, and some people take a biscuit and pass them on, and some politely refuse a biscuit and pass them on, and just as it’s coming up to you, someone takes the plate, refuses a biscuit and puts the plate down beside them without passing it on.

Seriously, how long before you crack and reach for the biscuits? I think I lasted 20 minutes. In my defence, some of them were chocolate ones.

Sometimes I think all meetings with the council are not so much meetings but carefully staged psychological experiments. Which, thinking about it, would explain a lot.


7 Responses to Pass the Dutchie on the Left Hand Side

  1. jill says:

    you should have dived in first!!

  2. Andy says:

    So, this morning, I’m in a meeting and I’m the only one who cycled there and it took me 45 minutes.

    But, two plates of biscuits (chocolate digestive, since you ask), so always one plate within easy reach and the, very nice, council officer personally made everyone tea.

    What’s more, after a years consultation, she totally gets where the people on the ground are coming from, is trying to accommodate our ideas, and has managed to get the relevant council committee on side.

    The name of this utopian council?


    But, of course, the meeting wasn’t about cycling…..

  3. disgruntled says:

    I think, after they’ve met with a few cyclists, they learn to keep the biscuits out of reach.

  4. Anonymous says:

    20 minutes – I wouldn’t have lasted 20 seconds.

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