I have a couple new blog post ideas, but haven’t had the time to sit down and churn them out. So for today, I will do another Daily Prompt: Naked with Black Socks. It asks:
Are you comfortable in front of people, or does the idea of public speaking make you want to hide in the bathroom? Why?
Ever since my breakthrough performance as Little Miss Muffet in my kindergarten Mother Goose play, I’ve been relatively comfortable with presenting in public. It should be noted, however, that the giant felt spider that came down from the ceiling during my play likely is responsible for my hatred of arachnids.
My follow-up performance in first grade as “The Old Lady Who Swallowed a Fly” was not as celebrated, and ended my acting career at the age of 6. I was then reduced to menial roles, such as “Chlorofluorocarbon 1″ in a “Save the Environment” play. This likely caused my hatred of styrofoam.
But it’s not like you’re going to see me do a TED Talk or anything. I’m not particularly eloquent, nor do I have a commanding voice. When I do have the chance to speak in front of others, I make sure I have all my points organized and ready to go. Organization is power. Then I try to be funny. If you like Dad jokes and puns, you’ll be highly entertained.
Anyway, my next speaking venture will be at my sister’s wedding in March. I have a few speech ideas in my head, but would love some advice on wedding toasts from you all. I figure half a bottle of champagne would be a good start.