I had a very un-Dubai experience today. I was chairing an arbitration that I had set for 9:30 AM, an early time for the Middle East. I ensured I didn’t arrive too early, so I would not have to cool my heels for long. So I ease my way to the hearing room at 9:15, expecting no one … thinking about the usual calls to late, recalcitrant participants. I step in the door to … two entire, complete sets of parties, witnesses, lawyers, binders laid out, pencils sharp, hair combed, faces shiny, all ready, waiting!! At 9:15!! Yikes! Am I late?
However, I quickly remember the reassuring words of the philosopher-de-jour, Ke$ha, she, a latter-day exponent of the Sheryl Crow, ”All I Wanna Do” school, who tells us in her treatise on life, “Tik Tok”, that:
“Now, the party don’t start ’til I walk in …”
Which is true. So although I can never actually be late, I can be rude. So I wouldn’t.
I was early back from lunch.



