silverwex
Master Don Juan
Nothing to do with sarging girls but I was in my local post office today and had to ask the cashier for a Certificate of Postage for a package I had to post.
So anyway I gave her the package and while she was weighing it:
Me: Can I have a certifi...
Me: Certific...
Me: Cer...
I finally blubbed out 'Certificate of Postage' to which she replied 'No problem' with a smile but I felt like such an idiot.
It was so weird cos there was no pressure on me and no one else really around but my anxiety made me rush my words and hence the mess up.
One guy standing nearby looked over after I had fvcked up too.
Over the past few months I have killed off about 70% of my anxiety but I just find in public situations when I have to interact with people in the service industry I rush and mess up my words and I beat myself up for ages after.
Thanks for reading!
So anyway I gave her the package and while she was weighing it:
Me: Can I have a certifi...
Me: Certific...
Me: Cer...
I finally blubbed out 'Certificate of Postage' to which she replied 'No problem' with a smile but I felt like such an idiot.
It was so weird cos there was no pressure on me and no one else really around but my anxiety made me rush my words and hence the mess up.
One guy standing nearby looked over after I had fvcked up too.
Over the past few months I have killed off about 70% of my anxiety but I just find in public situations when I have to interact with people in the service industry I rush and mess up my words and I beat myself up for ages after.
Thanks for reading!