That's one way to break the ice.This reminds me... I had an experience with 'going around the room.' (No I'm not promiscuous) we were supposed to introduce and tell one thing we liked and one thing we didn't like about ourselves. Nervous as hell, and with false confidence I said I hated how I let my finger and toenails grow uncomfortably long until I finally decide I'm going to trim them, then I decide to put it off for one more day, go lay on the couch to pick my nose, slice the inside of my nose and lay there hating myself as I'm bleeding until I pass out. Then followed that with, I love myself, I'm perfect in every way. Some people stared, some laughed, the facilitator just said, "OK" and moved on like it was nothing.
Absolutely, I think I've actually developed a phobia for interviews.Omg, such a good one!
At job interview,
Interviewer: So, tell me about yourself.
Me: Uh, umm, I'm an introvert???
I don't think an interview is fair. I mean, do your job and see why you really would do well hiring me.
Never have children. I fantasize about having one minute to pee in silence...Peeing with anyone else in the room, or within hearing distance. I literally can't.
Oh my...not thinking I'd be liking this too much either. You did ask them to stop I hope?Being patted on the head
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Yes. Classic anxiety dream!When the lecturer says "raise your hand if you....."
And then chooses you to come up to the microphone at the front of the room to tell the lecture room of ten thousand eyes to talk about the theory behind it.
And you are walking up tot the microphone because you were too afraid to say you know nothing about it.
To bad. This is what copious amounts of alcohol can solve. Enough of it and people may mistake you for an extrovert.There is barely anything worse.... except maybe having one's pants unzipped in public....
– Go to a party where I don't know anyone, even the host.
– Host, "Please have a beer!" (I don't drink beer - awkward exchange of me saying no thank you while he 'insists'.)
– Host, "Well, you need to try my delicious ((meat food))." ((Proud of his food.))
– Me, "I'm a ....ve...gan......"
Ugh!!!!
It is the worst. As if meeting new people isn't awkward enough, I then semi-insult him by refusing to eat his food.