All guys have to do it at least once. If you don’t, well, consider yourself lucky, albeit no one’s best friend. Yet I think I’d rather be the former.
I have given one. I had a month to prepare, which more importantly, means I had a month to scare myself, well, you know. Let’s just say it rhymes with ‘hitless.”
I’m horrible at speaking in front of an audience. Downright awful, even. I shake and stammer so much you’d like I had hypothermia. Yet a funny thing happened. I nailed it. I had more confidence than Bon Jovi at the Staples Center. I don’t know what got into me. OK, well, the beer did, but still. Once I started talking, I felt like a professional (more…)