So, I hear you broke down at the end. Hah! Serves your right.
Strutting in like you own the group. Having the musicians screamed at because you are unprepared, unconfident, clueless about what you are doing and what you want and unwilling to admit that it was your fault. Talking down to the choir like we were some kind of ten year olds. Telling me to shut up in front of the whole choir when I was trying to tell you that the choir couldn't read what you wanted.
WHERE WAS YOUR ONE?!
WHERE WAS YOUR CUT?!
ARE WE STILL DOING THE FERMATA?!
Fuck! We're not doing it the same timing as the main cheese? Or even almost in the general vicinity?
I consider you a friend. My voicing out the some of the member's gripes and mumbling was in hope that you will be able to work with them what they need so that they can work with you. Would you rather not hear it? Would you rather be oblivious to their problem? I think you do.
I should just keep quiet.
I should just let you keep getting frustrated on your own and not having you lash out on me.
Why should I bother to take that slack? Cause I'm just a meddling fool. Yup! I'm just a regular 'pat poh' who won't shut up and thinks she knows better.
Have it your way.
Break down every night you have to conduct.
Think that everyone's looking down at you.
Hide behind your "I don't have the experience." and yet not listen to advice by people with experience and others trying to help.
Go on! Cocoon yourself in your own greatness! Enjoy it!