You are at a table. A joke is cracked, you want to laugh but you wait for the cue. The person whose cue you wait for, intimidates you. You don't know why. And when they crack the joke, you laugh the loudest. You are so eager to appease them– today. You feel shame. Why do you feel this?!
The overlord changes from time to time. Someday it is the woman who pulls up in the biggest car, another day it is the guy with silken hair and youthful skin. Someday it is the articulate conversationalist, another day it is the best chef in the room. You wait for your turn to come up. And it always comes up. When it does, you make the most of the moment. And your time is up. It's someone new.
You await your next turn.