This morning I found a different place to sit for a Children’s Advocacy Conference I am attending this week. It is located in an upper balcony away from the lower tier with chairs and table where I sat yesterday. Its nice and easier to see the entire stage and program. However, food and drink are not allowed up here and there is an elderly woman vigorously enforcing the rules. I’ve watched her spy on others, peak around corners, walk up and down the aisles, whispering to folks who try to take a bite of a donut, a swig of water or coffee; “You can’t do that here!” After the verbal warning she stands near and ensures her warning is heeded. She is serious about her job and duties.
As she’s determinedly walked past me I’ve noticed her facial features. Her grayish white hair swoops back, has a long pointed nose, and her glasses must be perfectly calibrated for her sight because she can spot a pastry or beverage from far away. She reminds me of an eagle.
The information being given from the stage has been insightful, engaging and, at times, entertaining. However, her gaze remains fixed on her protected space, nothing dissuades her focus. I can’t decide if its a trait to be admired or avoided.