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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I used to be in a cover bandand we did Working Men's Clubs and whatnot. We had a monthly residency at the local Socialist Club, which was full of sweet old ladies and chain-smoking granddads. In between songs like 'Summer of 69' and 'Great Balls of Fire' I used to tell vaguely risque jokes, which always went down well. Until I told this one.
Paul McCartney: Kids, I've got some good news and some bad news. Which do you want first?
Kids: The bad news.
PM: Kids, your mum's died.
Kids: Oh no! What's the good news?
PM: Fucking steak for tea.
The tumbleweed blew across the stage. We lost the residency.
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