I hate giving presentations….
So, I work on a presentation off and on for a few weeks. It’s to a bunch of engineers I don’t know, trying to introduce them to e-mail concepts, internals, basically “how it works” stuff. Second nature to me. I’m a bad public speaker, so that’s a bad sign.
Worse, I’m phoning it in. Everyone listening (and the guy shuffling the slides ’cause I couldn’t get netmeeting to work in time…) is also on the phone. Only I’m off mute. No natural human interaction or feedback.
It’s supposed to be an introduction. I get into micromachine man mode, and blow through the material, in a 45-minute uninterrupted ramble.
But the worst came when I was talking about spam.
(NSFWWCFFW — [not safe for work web content filtering firewalls] stuff behind cut….)
“… and you need to do a lot just to keep the crap out. hey, I don’t know these people. Shit! did I say crap? Fuck! why am I getting nervous about such a damn pissant semi-swear word as “crap”. Motherfucker! (aloud) oops.. pardon my french. Fucking coward.
Man, that was so unlike me. Apologizing for “crap”? I never….