Thursday, Jan. 27, 2005 - 9:32 p.m.
Panic on the streets of London, Edinburgh, Glasgow
I'm quite excited about going to Scotland tomorrow, mainly for work but with some socialising thrown in for good measure. Ah, Scotland, it's been a while. I hope you haven't changed and I hope you're not too cold because I'm a soft southern jessie, remember. And I don't have any gloves yet.I'm even looking forward to the work part of the visit - have a sit and listen to some talks that I'll try really hard to understand and may well be interesting. However, I am scared about the lunch because it's a proper sit-down meal thing and I may have to make conversation.
I am very shy when I'm meant to talk to people. Especially when everyone else is an expert in a very particular area of genetics and I really don't know anything, and don't even really know much about the company I'm representing (because I'm dumb like that).
So this isn't a whinge, it's a PANIC ATTACK. Please, let me have any advice you may have. I considered Dutch courage but I have been told that's not a good idea. How will I think of anything to say to these people?
Good job I never wanted to be in PR. I hate making chat to strangers.
And yet talking is one of my favourite things to do.
Here are some other favourite things to do of mine (winter selection):
* Snuggle under my duvet at the end of the days
* Read this hilarious book
* Doing these addictive mosaic puzzles. They're a plain addiction.
* Indulge in hot chocolate