Thursday, April 24, 2003

The seminar I was speaking at went off without a hitch. Another master stroke for old Hondonius. Before my turn came, I was thumbing through some of the seminar materials and had a chance to review my bio. I was reading it in a sort of detached way when suddenly it dawned on me that I was reading about me! Could I really be this impressive person I was reading about? If I blacked out my name and read it I would think, hey, here's a guy who's got the world by the cojones. It must be that thing they call the "Imposter Phenomenon." I'm reading it and everything in it's true (no BS or puffing) and I'm saying, am I really this person? Realizing that it must be a self esteem issue, I began to feel much better about myself. When I got home my wife told me to take out the garbage. God has a way of keeping you grounded. I hate public speaking. Too bad that I'm too damn good at it. File under Working Stiff Stuff. 9:12:14 PM