Last night I got to help teach a women's self-defense seminar at a local real estate office. Actually, the real extent of my usefulness was being a practice dummy. That, and throwing out random comments to get a laugh.
I had a blast.
I was the comic relief. Of course, that may only be that they had never heard my slim repertoire of jokes before. Plus, the instructor was talking about invaders breaking in and rape and theft and death. Any joke can get a laugh against that backdrop.
More than nearly anything else, I love to be in front of people.
If I could get a job doing public speaking, I would be positively gleeful.
You should hire me to come and speak on something.
Some people get all freaked out when they have to get in front of a few people.
I get euphoric.
It's like something switches, and I am fully alive.
It's very fun.
Sometimes, When I am talking to a cashier at the grocery store, and I am overcome by my Public Speaking Persona... My PSP... I crescendo into an oration, and their eyes get all glassed over. And that's when I see that they can't really appreciate my brilliance.
It's very sad.
So, I walk away and wonder why I am not being sought after to speak at international conventions.
The U.N. and stuff like that.
It seems cruel that Al Gore gets paid to talk about stuff he knows nothing about, and I don't. I used to live in a white house, too. Does he have more credentials than that? Oh, yeah...Cause I had a hand in creating the Internet, too. Really.
Of course, If I really did win International acclaim for my Towering Intellect/Stunning Beauty/ and PSP, I would probably be all freaked out about trying to please everybody. That's right near the top of my short-comings list.
But that's a blog for another day.
1 comment:
Yes, pride is also near the top of that short-comings list. It's a crowded list.
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