Wednesday, November 15, 2006
And they weren’t good.
Not for me anyway.
At least I wasn’t so distressed that I had to go home to consider my future.
It’s a tricky one and no mistake: first three thoughts.
How dare you say I’m not good enough? - I’m so upset
How dare you say I’m not good enough? - I’m so angry
How dare you say I’m not good enough? - I’m so humiliated
As ever, it’s the wounded pride which is most difficult to deal with.
Thankfully I've been practicing my ‘gracious in defeat’ face.
Anyway, apologies to anyone who had their fingers crossed at any point.
I let you down there didn’t I?