The meeting had stretched on for over two hours so far – and what's worse, 1 dismissed the proposals outright or Caio dissected and scrutinized them so minutely it felt like they were under a microscope lens. I had to admit that some of them were pretty dumb, and those that were not came across as questionable because they seemed self-serving to the one presenting them.
I was fairly confident about the reasoning behind my own proposal, but after listening to so many others getting turned down, my conviction in it waned like flower petals under the onslaught of continuous rain. I wasn't even sure I wanted to do my pitch now, or I'd seriously run the risk of depleting my already deflated self-esteem. 'I need a break,' I mentally groaned.
