Out of my depth
As a schoolkid, I signed up for a public speaking contest purely as a ruse to meet girls. It haunts me still: in front of 300 people, I started to speak, dried up, stood there for what felt like half an hour staring at the floor and then slowly walked back to my seat. Oh, and the girl I liked laughed.
Have you ever been utterly, completely, devastatingly out of your depth?
( , Thu 14 Oct 2004, 15:07)
As a schoolkid, I signed up for a public speaking contest purely as a ruse to meet girls. It haunts me still: in front of 300 people, I started to speak, dried up, stood there for what felt like half an hour staring at the floor and then slowly walked back to my seat. Oh, and the girl I liked laughed.
Have you ever been utterly, completely, devastatingly out of your depth?
( , Thu 14 Oct 2004, 15:07)
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In the middle of winter
my school used to force all its pupils to don airtex shorts and t-shirts and go on a very long cross country run whilst the PE teachers stood around wearing about 7 tracksuits drinking coffee from a thermos. The school cross country team was selected based on this event. One year, I think I was about 11, it was very, very foggy, so much so that myself and a very small asian boy called Shetal were the only two not to take a wrong turning causing every one to go about 2 miles out of there way, as a result we came 1st and 2nd by quite some distance. The teachers mistook of story for fasle modesty and so the next saturday we found ourselves representing the school in some sort of national event. I surprised myself by actually finishing (admitidly way down the field), Shetal however didn't fair quite so well and fainted about 400 yards from the finish and had to carried across the line by his dad.
( , Thu 14 Oct 2004, 22:43, Reply)
my school used to force all its pupils to don airtex shorts and t-shirts and go on a very long cross country run whilst the PE teachers stood around wearing about 7 tracksuits drinking coffee from a thermos. The school cross country team was selected based on this event. One year, I think I was about 11, it was very, very foggy, so much so that myself and a very small asian boy called Shetal were the only two not to take a wrong turning causing every one to go about 2 miles out of there way, as a result we came 1st and 2nd by quite some distance. The teachers mistook of story for fasle modesty and so the next saturday we found ourselves representing the school in some sort of national event. I surprised myself by actually finishing (admitidly way down the field), Shetal however didn't fair quite so well and fainted about 400 yards from the finish and had to carried across the line by his dad.
( , Thu 14 Oct 2004, 22:43, Reply)
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