Get out that can opener baby!
Last night I have my first speech Evah!
The speech was a narrative oration based on a real life experience. While most people told stories about school or their signifigant other I chose something completely different...
I wanted to tell a completly inapropriate story in an appropritate way...
-so-
I chose to share the disaster that was the first time I tried to shave my nuts.
I got really nervous about the speech's content, and was seriously about to scrap the idea.
-ENTER THE MARION-
Marion is my supervisor at work, she is a well weathered, rather stout looking older german woman (yes, meaning she moved here from Germany)... She is pretty dope, and a great boss ;) I consider her one of the most formal and proper women I have ever met.
So I confided in her regarding my discomfort over the content and she, bieng an old school teacher, took me to the back lab and made me run through both speeches.
In the end she made me promise I would do the speech on my balls. So I figured, "what the hell, if Marion of all people tells me to run with it, i'll run with it".
-Break out that can opener baby!-
(cause I got the can-o-whoopass for ya)
So im scheduled to be none other than the very last speech due to my last name and I'm thinking in my head, "dude your so gonna F#SK this up".
~then something happens~
There is a lot of me that I keep buried from the world. More for the worlds sake than my own ;P
According to those closest to me I am a minature S.T. George, aka fool on a hill.
I'm not justjosh anymore I become JOSH...
I began my speech with the classroom bieng noisy and unfocused.
I ended my speech with 60+ people staring at me, jaws dropped in awe.
Then I quickly and quietly returned to my desk and became the ever-studious justjosh.
*puts can of slightly used whoopass back in his pocket*
The speech was a narrative oration based on a real life experience. While most people told stories about school or their signifigant other I chose something completely different...
I wanted to tell a completly inapropriate story in an appropritate way...
-so-
I chose to share the disaster that was the first time I tried to shave my nuts.
I got really nervous about the speech's content, and was seriously about to scrap the idea.
-ENTER THE MARION-
Marion is my supervisor at work, she is a well weathered, rather stout looking older german woman (yes, meaning she moved here from Germany)... She is pretty dope, and a great boss ;) I consider her one of the most formal and proper women I have ever met.
So I confided in her regarding my discomfort over the content and she, bieng an old school teacher, took me to the back lab and made me run through both speeches.
In the end she made me promise I would do the speech on my balls. So I figured, "what the hell, if Marion of all people tells me to run with it, i'll run with it".
-Break out that can opener baby!-
(cause I got the can-o-whoopass for ya)
So im scheduled to be none other than the very last speech due to my last name and I'm thinking in my head, "dude your so gonna F#SK this up".
~then something happens~
There is a lot of me that I keep buried from the world. More for the worlds sake than my own ;P
According to those closest to me I am a minature S.T. George, aka fool on a hill.
I'm not justjosh anymore I become JOSH...
I began my speech with the classroom bieng noisy and unfocused.
I ended my speech with 60+ people staring at me, jaws dropped in awe.
Then I quickly and quietly returned to my desk and became the ever-studious justjosh.
*puts can of slightly used whoopass back in his pocket*