Paper hazards

My first international paper began as pantomime—my first slide was an alien. I asked for my slides: “Wyatt,” I said, “WYATT.”

The projectionist grunted and rummaged through the boxes on the tiny platform around the projector. Finally, he said, “You didn’t give me any.”

I nearly began the old music hall refrain, “Oh yes I did,” but instead made my way through the audience. I too rummaged through the boxes …