Out of my depthAs 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?
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chthonic, Thu 14 Oct 2004, 15:07)
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InterviewI'm about 16, and I figure maybe it's time I get a job, get some spare cash going. I see an add: New retail store opening in town, seeks part time employees.
So I go along, a 16 year old boy with a CV hand written (in pencil, as I remember) about half a page long, to the interview.
For a girl's high fashion clothing shop (Mango, for those that know it).
If I need to remind you again, I am at this point a 16 YEAR OLD BOY, faced by two twenty-something female interviewers with long blonde hair, pearly white teeth, tight pink tops, and big ole' racks like twin zeppelins trying to get out the same hangar.
I remember they were smiling a lot, and spoke to me very nicely (though it may have been patronizingly, what I haven't blocked out is probably badly distorted).
I'm not sure exactly what happened during the interview, as I've blocked most of it out, but I know it took three months to get my rejection letter.
(, Mon 18 Oct 2004, 22:40, Reply)
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