Addicted to Podium
So that paper I did on Humor Therapy turned into a power point presentation in front of my medical office procedures class today.
Yesterday I kept going back and forth:
To Xanax or not to Xanax.
It’s such a nice little class, filled with people who don’t all hate me. Yet. It’s nothing like standing up in front of my family, sharing a little something. There, I know that at least 50% of the people don’t like me much and one of them, my mother, can’t stand my guts (I really wish she’d admit to it).
So there I was. Xanax. No Xanax. When it hit me…I have Xanax, why not use it?
And so I did.
And I had 100% fun standing up in front of class, giving my speech, complete with my very first, ever, power point presentation.
Tomorrow in reception skills class I have to stand in a large room and make an introduction, using a microphone.
I could try it without the Xanax, but really, why?
Gee thee behind me, fear of public speaking!