I Was Bitter, But Now I’m in Love

This week’s class was a wild ride. At first, I was slightly bitter about having to talk to a stranger again. If I hadn’t been able to eat, a hangry version of myself could have gotten out of control. But things got better. I ate a BLT and bit the bullet. I struggled a lot with creating open-ended interview questions. I felt as though I couldn’t think of a single question that didn’t have a simple, one-worded answer.

Of course, once I got to the actual interview, I felt a lot better. I found myself able to improvise and go with the flow of my interviewee. Although she seemed rushed and a little bothered to talk to me, it went really well. I don’t even think I got red in the face and unbearably awkward this time. Plus, I discovered the most amazing cheese and my day (and life) is much better now.

All in all, I feel as though this post constitutes a big “I told you so.” I guess things aren’t always horrible when you step outside of your comfort zone.

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