Background: when I'm nervous, I talk a lot. I do this because if I don't talk, my hands shake uncontrollably.
While at a haunted house last night, I think I may have deeply insulted a clown on a both personal and professional level — entirely unintentionally, mind you — and I feel absolutely terrible about it. I wish there were something that I could do, but going back to the haunted house and trying to apologize to the entire staff as I walk through seems like it would make me even more of a nuisance, and I can't think of any other options.
Honestly, I think the next week or so of my life is going to be completely ruined.
This is a large part of why I don't go out more.
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