A task for which I am manifestly ill suited
In some ways, that's how I could describe my entire chosen career path; as a teacher I will be spending lots of time with people, a part of creation with whom my standard relations can best be termed as "mixed." (To be fair, the only parts of creation I would say I get along well with are cats.) Still, there are some parts of teaching where I would expect to be at least decent: parts where I have a considerable levels of knowledge, experience, etc.
I also work with a resident's association, and they had a Valentine's Party to put on, and no good ideas of what to do. Then one of them suggests: "How about dating advice with Will?"
Please remember that I have never dated. Note also that basically everyone on the association, and everyone in the building, knows this. The entire executive board enthusiastically jumps on the idea. We wind up with me talking for about 45 minutes to a full classroom of residents.
For some reason, they actually seemed to like it. I suppose I should find that comforting. Or maybe I shouldn't; I though I was just sharing--in my standard disjointed, tangent-prone style--common sense observations. If they found what I said enlightening ... that doesn't bode well.
Anyway, I suppose I should just be happy I didn't completely humiliate myself. Avoiding humiliation was basically my goal going into the event, and I managed to achieve that. What else I achieved, I guess I'll get to see over the course of the semester.
I also work with a resident's association, and they had a Valentine's Party to put on, and no good ideas of what to do. Then one of them suggests: "How about dating advice with Will?"
Please remember that I have never dated. Note also that basically everyone on the association, and everyone in the building, knows this. The entire executive board enthusiastically jumps on the idea. We wind up with me talking for about 45 minutes to a full classroom of residents.
For some reason, they actually seemed to like it. I suppose I should find that comforting. Or maybe I shouldn't; I though I was just sharing--in my standard disjointed, tangent-prone style--common sense observations. If they found what I said enlightening ... that doesn't bode well.
Anyway, I suppose I should just be happy I didn't completely humiliate myself. Avoiding humiliation was basically my goal going into the event, and I managed to achieve that. What else I achieved, I guess I'll get to see over the course of the semester.