I remember the first time I had to conduct a phone interview with an architect that my partner and i have been debating of whether he was “handsome” or not.
Was he bald? Was he tall? Was he built?
It wasn’t much of what he looked like that made me nervous. I was more preoccupied with the idea that I was the one asking the questions and well…not making a complete fool of myself.
So thirty minutes, well it was probably around an hour? who knows, time seems to fly by when you are having an anxiety attack but before I called him I was pacing around the room and freaking out. My heart was pounding and I remember going to the bathroom every two minutes to check if my suit looked nice and my hair was in place.
Then I remembered that it is best to have a picture of someone who made me feel better.
Feel the need to prove myself to. And to the following words I shall credit my professor and her peer: To Prove Worthy.
So I opened a separate tab on my laptop and pulled a life-size picture of the late journalist and ABC television anchor, Peter Jennings.
If i was to prove worthy, it would be to him first.
Then when the moment came to ring up the architect, I dialed the numbers and clicked call.
And throughout it all, I spoke to Peter Jennings and it was he who spoke back to me.
I felt relaxed and well this post is not much about a specific memory. It is dedicated to the now and the now consists of…well the past…since 10minutes and 59 seconds have passed since I listened to http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SoYy_-JZpDQ
I just laid in bed, with headphones on and eyes closed, I found myself speaking to Peter Jennings once again.
My eyes welled up but not a tear was shed. I don’t know why but I don’t care. I was sitting across from Mr. Jennings and him to me.