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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Another French exam....
.... basically had to ask a question to the examiner as the 'pies de resistance' of the exam. Couldn't speak a word, so a 'mate' gave me a question to ask on my way into the exam.
This led to a two minute tennis-like discussion between the examiner and I of 'Quest qu ce', (which apparently means 'what is it?') where she just repeated the phrase with a puzzled look
Cnut
( , Mon 18 Oct 2004, 12:09, Reply)
.... basically had to ask a question to the examiner as the 'pies de resistance' of the exam. Couldn't speak a word, so a 'mate' gave me a question to ask on my way into the exam.
This led to a two minute tennis-like discussion between the examiner and I of 'Quest qu ce', (which apparently means 'what is it?') where she just repeated the phrase with a puzzled look
Cnut
( , Mon 18 Oct 2004, 12:09, Reply)
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