When I had to deal with meetings, I just had to grin and bear it but I donít have to worry about that anymore. I use to work at my local animal shelter,( The Young Williams Animal Center) had been there 5 years. Worked from cleaning cages up to the position of Incoming Animal Control Supervisor. I had the biggest office literally in the building and made pretty good money basically sitting at a desk all day, maybe played with a puppy or kitten or two every know and then. I loved my Job. As an incoming animal supervisor, I had to regularly attend meetings, I hated going, like you, I got the comments and the under-handed remarks that were intended to go over my head, they never did, I always caught them. I just wouldnít say anything. I never do. It got to where I would not go to the meetings when they called them, I would pretend that I didnít hear them, but they always sent someone to get me. I guess they thought it would some how ďhurt my feelingsĒ or make me suspect of them talking about me if I were to be ďleft outĒ of the meetings, or torture sessions as I called them. Well, one week they held a meeting, and they didnít call me nor did they announce it. The reason was because the meeting was about me, the head of animal control was calling me out of my name when speaking about me to otherís . I was called ďShit WomanĒ instead of by my name. I overhead them talking about it after the meeting was over. He was also looking into getting me ďreplacedĒ, he said he knew just who to speak with, and he was given the O.K. to pursue this by the Animal Shelter director. Just as long as the animal shelter didnít get sued. Finally I was fired, I didnít even fight it, I was so tiredÖÖ.