Toastmaster

I received the email making me an official “Toastmaster” member. Along with the email were some food for thought: the opportunities to hold a position/office in the membership.

Now, if you read ANYTHING in this journal, you know my point of view about working with people. Do so if I must, but I hate it. Why would I bother to take on a position that requires me to interact with people? And not get paid for it, too?

Well, this is what this journal is for: to vent and think out the proper strategy.

What was the point of joining Toastmasters if I am not going to be active? I can’t just be a member and not master a toast. I mean, the original plan was to do just that. Not do any speaking, learn and take what I learn to where ever.

The ‘where ever’ is actually right now, to be honest.

I’ll need to speak at Walmart to my associates. To other associates and managers and not sound like an ass. I need to know how to deal with people in a group setting and speak intelligently without getting all nervous. 

I’ll need to be able to speak as a professional lawyer.

In short, time to grow the fuck up and merge into society to be the professional I’m spiraling nonstop into. It’s only for the best. The ‘plan’ requires I ‘Be’ … so to undercut any process toward ‘being’ will only keep me back.

I’ll respond to the email and follow the process: request a mentor, look to be a part of the organization and take on a role, etc, etc.

Meanwhile, at the job, word has gotten out that I had prior experience. At first, people were surprised that I was promoted so soon… then they dug deeper and found out my background. I’m not completely sure what people think of me anymore. Maybe it’s because I stopped caring. 

Looking above and beyond, remember?

Got two more A’s in my classes. Solid performance thus far. I won’t stop and I’ll carry this perfection over to Toastmasters.