I'd rather go to the dentist.

Last Thursday was the most appalling Bugsplat Visitor Centre board meeting yet and after some hours of post-meeting misery, glum muttering and huffing and puffing, we came up with an astoundingly simple solution. We just won't go!

This solution got refined somewhat in discussion with the President last night. We will attend at 8pm instead of 7pm (which is good because this way we don't miss out on Boxing) and we'll be there for an hour. Then we go home. Hooray!

That is ample time for the board to discuss business relevant to the day to day running of the Bugsplat Visitor Centre and for me to give my report and for them to ask questions. There is no need for me to sit there for four hours listening to them debate themselves in and out of corners on various political issues pertaining to Bugsplat. No need for me to sit writhing in agony as they attempt to form opinions on philosophical questions that even God has a fair bit of trouble with. The last board meeting was worse than dentistry.

Although, it is true, considerably cheaper.