Frustration

One of the organizations I'm involved with is Toastmasters.  It is an organization founded on building confidence and skill in the art and delivery of speech-making.  Roughly half of the membership work for a particular company in Fort Worth who requires them to join the club and participate for a certain length of time.  This previous week as I was preparing for the role of Toastmaster for the meeting, all the people who work for this company bailed on the meeting.  They shirked their roles and obligations, giving no courtesy or respect for the other members who want to be there.  Thankfully the meeting still became a success, but only due to the other members stepping in to fill the roles vacated by the faithless many.  The frustration comes in to play when others have no regard whatsoever for the effect their immature behavior has on other people.  Maybe the organization will still have a positive affect on those who commitment level is less than stellar.  In the meantime, I would much rather have those individuals as members who are committed, but who may not register in the upper echelon of skill in the art of public speaking.  At first the thought of simply changing clubs cross my mind, but in the long-run wouldn't work.  There are growth opportunities at my present club, and I need to capitalize on those opportunities.  In the end I will also turn out a better person, having grown in maturity and in the knowledge of how to deal with such circumstances.  Frustrations can have a positive benefit when faced head-on.  Thank you Toastmasters for teaching me more about life in addition to the art of public speaking.

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