I'm also a mine of usually useless information. Who was that obscure character in that 80s film? Ask me, I'll know. I swear I'm wasting my life not going out and earning big bucks at trivia nights.
I can put together a meal no problems, I enjoy it, and my plates usually bring out the mmmmmms.
However, I am just crap at a few things. I loathe initiating phone calls - which, as a freelance journalist, I am required to do if I'd like the odd quote in my story. Today's Tuesday, and I still need two more expert quotes for a story I'm working on and due Friday. Eek! I summoned up the strength to call one {who I've interviewed twice before over the years mind} and left a reasonable message on her answering machine. But the other, well, I'm getting there.
I'm not quite sure why I have this phone phobia {but hey, I'm happy to blame Telstra for it!}. I've never been abused, denied, spoken to rudely... every person I've ever approached for an interview has happily said "Hell, yeah!".
Okay, so I'm going to do it. It's 10.14am and at 10.20am I'm making the call. Deep breaths...
Yeah, I prefer email. Sometimes I leave the phone calling till after lunch, when I'm feeling a bit more social / like talking to people. It's hard first thing in the morning.
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