T minus 18 hours or so. Gulp…
It’s been years since I’ve performed any kind of public speech, lecture, training seminar, you name it. My long-disused corporate trainer muscles are stirring eagerly back into life, but the rest of me is being attacked by mutant killer butterflies. I won’t even have any of my personal rats with me to steady my nerves; I’ll be borrowing some unsocialized store rats for the presentation instead. (What was that old showbiz line about never working with kids or animals? :eek: ) To say that I’m overprepared is the understatement of the evening, which means I’ll probably wind up with an audience of three bored and unruly children. The last time this seminar was scheduled to take place, the storms hit Chicago and wiped out power for days at both my house and the store. Lightning won’t strike twice, will it? I’m not even sure how many of the employees know my talk has been rescheduled. Now I need to search my closet for clothing that’s both professional (so I make a good impression) and launderable (to clean off the inevitable scared baby rat pee).
Wish me luck, will you guys? Please? Pretty please? This event could be anything from a smashing success to a crashing failure. I’ll settle for “not a crashing failure” but I must admit, I’m hoping for better than that…
