“How do you cope with it?” said my colleague leaning forward so as keep his voice down.
“Cope with what? I said.
“All the people staring at you, talking about you, sniggering... ?”
“Where?” I said, turning in my seat to survey the people sitting around in the hotel lounge, apparently getting on with their own meetings.
“Oh, they’ve stopped now you’ve looked,” replied my colleague.
“Who was making comments?” I asked, raising my voice a little.
“Leave it” he said quickly raising his hand a little, obviously mortified by the thought that I might make a scene and further embarrass him.