Out of the Loop
Posted on April 25th, 2017 @ 6:38 pm

Sorry I have haven’t had a lot of recent updates. Not that the robots that visit care. If you are a human, please feel welcomed to comment. I’d like know if I have any readers or not.

As to why I have been out of the loop. My dad had major surgery at the beginning of the month. It was the same week I was to go on vacation. So guess what? My scheduled PTO turned from a mountain vacation to sitting in a hospital waiting room waiting on the latest news. My dad survived the surgery and is now in another hospital working his inpatient occupational therapy. He’ll be home in a few days.

Work has been kicking my ass, too. I hate this time of the year because I get stressed out with it. It never ends. I am in the midst of a deep depression bout. I feel like I have no help. I have no on to cry on. I feel like I can’t reach out to friends to burden them with my feelings.

Between the two, I have been worn out. They have been my top priority. I haven’t even had the chance to catch up on the Armstrong Absorption.

At least with my dad feeling better, I decided to go have some fun for a few hours. This past weekend was the Savannah Asian Cultural Festival. It’s not too far from my house; it’s in fact held at Armstrong (I will never call it GSU-Armstrong. It will always be Armstrong.) I took my camera and spent most of the day watching to different dances.

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I enjoyed the dancing. I didn’t stay for the belly dancing, but I did see her the year before. I loved the Polynesian Revue.

In some ways, I left like I was 14 again at the International Folk Festival in Fayetteville, NC. Except this time, I wasn’t behind the scenes running from watching the dancing to dressing and assisting dancers. I enjoyed the dancing what what it was.


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Public Speaking: “Um..uh..um uh..um.”
Posted on April 8th, 2017 @ 11:41 am


I remember when I was 5, my mother took me to a screening at the hospital to assess my skills as a 5 year old going into Kindergarten. The one thing I scored marginally on was my speech.  We knew I had trouble pronouncing any consonant cluster that started with an “S” that wasn’t my first name.  I called shrimp “srimp.”  My mother had me pronounce it “sh-rimp” to force my mouth to be able to get the muscle memory to say the word properly. Another thing I was zinged on was the fact I said “Uh apple.” My mother knew she got that from her.

My mother may have had only an associates degree, but she was a journalist’s daughter and she was strict on our speech.  Growing up, I didn’t have much confidence, and it came across in my speech.  She dreaded assignments that required public speaking.  She knew I would freak out and start going “Um..uh..um uh..um.”

I still do to this day.  I have to practice a speech to be comfortable.  I am not that type of person that I can do it on the fly. In my Business English class in college, we had do a few practice runs on our presentation. On the day of the presentation, as I was presenting, I dropped my mouse.  Internally, I was freaking out. Yet, something in me took control and as I picked up the mouse, I said “Oops, well accidents happen.” After that, I went back into the presentation.  My professor made a remark about it in my grading sheet that she was pleased to see I didn’t let it derail my part of the presentation.

In my Computer Ethics class, for a group presentation, Joey was frightened at my part of the presentation.  He knew I couldn’t charm people like he could in a presentation.  After my final presentation for my degree, he critiqued me. He worked on giving employment interviews with me.

I know I’m kind of sardonic about Joey on this blog, but overall, he really did want to help me and did help me.  I can’t deny the help I did get from him.

With work, I had to give a presentation on giving presentations. No one sees me at work, but it’s still just as nerve wracking via the phone and WebEx.  The one thing I remarked in my presentation is that I do suffer from nerves.  I was nervous giving the presentation at the moment. I didn’t hide it. However, I gave tips about how to overcome the nerves.  Also, they know at work I am hesitant about public presentations. They know I am content being a background player. My leadership best comes from the behind the scenes.  I know public speaking is a weakness and the use of a keyboard and mouse is my strength.  I am more at ease writing than I am speaking.

Now that I have my background out in the open, I have got to address what I just saw this morning.  Not to get into specifics with my personal life, I have been living in a hospital for the past 48 hours.  I am ok.  I am not a patient. That said, living in a hospital waiting room, sometimes you are stuck waiting what another person in the room places on the TV.  For me this morning, it’s stuck watching CNN.

I wasn’t paying attention to Smerconish until he had on Prof. Ann Lee.  Now she caught my ears.  I don’t know what she was advocating.  All I heard was “Um..uh..um uh..um.” It was driving me bonkers!

I bring this up as an example of what not to do in public speaking:

She was doing everything I was taught and encouraged not to do! To me, it sounded like she wasn’t prepared for the interview.  It sounded to me she wasn’t certain of what she was arguing for or against. She wasn’t persuasive. She sounded like she was bored.

So why even comment on this? I guess because of my known weaknesses in public speaking, I’m a little bit prone to having these weaknesses stand out for me. I’m always looking for examples of what not to do and what to do. She may be a prolific and entertaining writer, but on TV, I have no idea what she wanted me to know.

I recommend to people wanting to improve themselves in public speaking or those that teach public speaking to use this as an example.  Be charming.  Be persuasive. When it comes to public speaking, you want to be able to say sold when it comes to the snake oil.


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