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10 comments:
So what happened?
yeah, what?
I went to a luncheon today where I did a lousy job of socializing (as in, I did no socializing) and totally missed the opportunities it provided to network, which was the whole point of going in the first place. I just hate the way my insecurity takes over when I'm with people, very successful people who know what to do in those situations. I don't know what to say, have a hard time making small talk, and end up saying and doing stupid things. And, then all the internal dialogue starts telling me that I don't belong there and I'm not good enough, blah, blah, blah.... I just hate it!
I hate being shy, too. But I must say when I saw you at the Canadian confernce, you come across as very self assured.
Did you spill on yourself?
As far as I'm concerned, if you didn't spill, it's all good.
I would have blurted something like, "I love biscuits! I make biscuits! What kind of biscuit would you be if you were a biscuit?"
And then my internal dialog would be, "WHY ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT BISCUITS?"
And then I would be quiet for the next hour.
I'm not shy, but I do get intimidated sometimes, and every time I do, it frustrates me.
PPB- I was a nervous wreck inside at that conference.
JM- No spillage, thank goodness.
J- Exactly. Someday I'll tell you about the question that someone at this lunch posed to me and my response to it. I really shouldn't be allowed to go out to these things.
I'm with jm on this one. No spillage equals good lunch experience.
Teh Shy is a tough one. I've been wrestling with it my entire life. That, and Teh Blushing. Oh my, the blushing.
Now wait a minute. If you're going to tell J, I want to know too.
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