…who – me???
It’s the moment I fear the most when starting a new class/job/project/whatever: the introduction round.
It starts already awkward enough – the request: “So, tell us something about you!”
Then, it continues even more awkward – strangers staring at you, their eyes filled with anticipation.
It makes me want to bolt right through the emergency exit, screaming, arms flapping about. Like wings that won’t let me lift off despite my desperate yearning to do so.
Worst case scenario: the awkwardness culminates in yet another request, very popular among teachers and pedagogs (and, admittedly, I might have put some poor students in a similar situation myself, nobody’s perfect…) – icebreakers!
Just to relax the situation a little. You know. (What? That certainly doesn’t make me feel very relaxed…)
Don’t get me wrong, I’m quite willing to make a fool out of myself and at times, I even enjoy it. Quite a bit. But don’t they say first impressions are crucial? Now, how does that go together with your regular icebreaker?
Not. At. All.
So that’s the general feeling I get when it comes to introducing my wonderful self. I get anxious, my palms are sweaty and my stomach feels all tingly. Next thing you know, I blush, start giggling and God knows what else.
I’m telling you all of this because I’m overcome by a very similar feeling when trying to write something “about” myself as well.
Although I guess, I just did. Marvelous. It may not be my most notable attribute (at least I hope it’s not), but it’s something, right?