The Need to Vent

I think venting is healthy. The emotions don't stay bottled, eating away at you.

I need to vent - online.

I accepted the challenge of being the director for the One-Act Play, another cut-throat competition where our young adults are judged. Unfortunately for the students, I hate to lose; I'm very competitive, so that also makes me very demanding when I'm put in this kind of position. Fortunately for me, my cast was ready to meet my demands, and we were ready for Region. A bit exciting and stressful, I might add, because I have no theater training!

How is it that two judges rate me second best (good enough to move on to State), but one judge ranks me fifth?!?

These students were good, and they knew they were good. They even said, "Last year we deserved seventh place (last) because we were horrible, but this year..."

I can't even give them a reason. I'm still dumbfounded myself.

At our Awards Ceremony we have at the end of the year, I'm giving them trophies. Engraved will be three words that speak volumes, "We Were Robbed!"

By the way, I'm taking the challenge again next year. I'll retire when I get to State!