Class Introductions

A young man is tired of all the day 1 introductions.

A man of average height and unassuming stature slowly slinks in into the crowded convention room. His suit and tie says, this is a business man. His large glasses and bowl-cut hairstyle says, this is an unusual man. He strolls up to the podium and looks out the crowd for 40+ men and says with a smile on his face "good morning class! I'm Mr. Danon, and I'll be your teacher for the next few weeks. I've been studying occupational safety for the past 15 years, and I must say, this field is dangerously exciting." As he says this he gives the crowd a look, he knows what he did, and they know what he did. This is going to be long 3 weeks, and this guy is going to be making a pun a minute. Everybody there is trying to "learn" about safety hazards in the workplace, naturally, morale is extremely low.

"Enough about me! I'll be talking for a while, you all will come to know me in due time. Now, I want to hear who you guys are." He stopped talking as if he had to think what exactly he wanted from the class. "I want you guys to tell me your name, what you hope to learn from this course, and a few fun facts about yourself, hobbies or whatever you want. We'll start at the front of the room, you there! Please stand and introduce yourself." As he spoke he didn't seem interested in what he was asking of the class, but this is what people do on the first day. It is expected.

"Okay, hi everybody! My name is Paul, ummmmmm. I hope to learn more about occupational safety here, and fun fact, I've been playing piano for going on 30 years now. I also like to play the sax." The man spoke with confidence, he must have experience with speaking in the classroom. "Good, nice to meet you Paul. Next!"

As the instructor spoke, a tall, handsome man with short black hair stood. He was wearing glasses, and an extremely fashionable outfit, this guy had the mark of an unmarried man, he still tries every day. Compared to the rest of the class which consisted mainly of men 30+, balding, and unhealthy looking, this guy was a model employee. "My name is Chris. I'm here cause someone else got hurt and I have to spend my time learning what they did wrong. My hobbies consist of sitting in silence, enjoying the quiet, and long moments in which nobody is talking." The man sat down, and the entire room got quiet, he got his wish. He stood again, looked down in a moment of reflection, just basking in all the silence. To him this was a sincere gift.

"Thank you, Chris" the instructor began speaking again, and Chris rushed out of the room as if it had just been set ablaze. This was the final straw, and Chris would never set foot in the room again.