School board meeting. The other trustees and I greet each other for small talk, as is our custom, before the start of the meeting. Fourteen men in the room, all in suits, and two women; me plus the other woman trustee. She and I sit and read through our packets for the meeting while the other trustees and admnistrators finish their conversations.
A handful of people there for the public forum segment of the meeting trickle in and find their chairs.
Just as the men are being seated, the other woman and I notice it at the same time. One of the men, an area superintendent, is pulling out his chair and glaringly and undeniably in front of us is this: his zipper is unzipped, and not just that, but it is so egregiously open that the tail of his shirt is jutting through the opening.
Momentarily paralyzed, the other female trustee and I can only lock our wide eyed gazes on each other. On the agenda is a presentation he will be giving, one in which he will have to cross the room to reach the podium.
Because of the seating configuration, the other female trustee and I are the only ones sitting in our vicinity and apparently the only ones who have noticed the situation at this point. The president calls the meeting to order.
My friends, what would you do? Keep in mind the meeting has already started and he and the others are seated nowhere near you.
I will share what ended up happening, but I want to hear your ideas first. Hindsight is always filled with wisdom.