..And the next day, the four of us sat down to confer in our "Boat Bungalow".
How about "confer"? I spoke like a Messiah, and the guys listened, nodding in agreement, then sneering, then rolling their eyes at my "outrageous drifts".
Chuckles chuckles, and for twenty minutes of my "program speech" they didn't interrupt me once. ..I was able to sit in meetings for much longer, and for the most part, even to the point. But this time I "loosened my tongue" in earnest, because of the need to be DEFINED.
I'm tired of pretending. No, I was, of course, far from the idea of telling the guys the TRUTH, but I was tired of constantly playing the child. Moreover, in General, it turned out well, but with constant close communication in a narrow team, punctures were absolutely inevitable. Children don
