All Rowelled Up

All Rowelled Up
All Rowelled Up

Wednesday, August 4, 2010


Happy Wednesday!!! I'm glad the work day is over. I had to give 3 presentations at work today. It's a day I have been dreading for sometime. People kept telling me I would do just fine and it's not that bad and since I sing in front of people there is nothing for me to worry about. I kept telling them that it was serious and I just might pass out in front of everyone. No sympathy was felt. Instead, I found myself in front of the computer making my very first power point.

I ironed my clothes last night so that there was less to do this morning since I had to leave the house earlier than usual. The drive to work involved A LOT of deep breathing to calm myself because I began to work myself up to an absolute frenzy. Why was I so nervous? My co-workers see me every day and it's not like I was getting fired based on how I did. I just needed to get through this day and my stomach and breathing could go back to normal.

I got to the conference room 15 minutes before the first meeting. "Stop shaking! You're okay! These people aren't even going to be listening to you! They really don't care!" I was really trying to talk myself down and was lightly stroking my forearm because I read once that it naturally calms you down. Didn't work. My first audience member walked in and I could feel myself getting light headed and tears began to form. I was getting ready to have a panic attack! Full on panic attack! I tried to think of all the places that would be far worse than the place I was at now but my nerves absolutely took over every inch of my body.

I informed my boss weeks before that it was his fault if I was humiliated. I'm one of those people that turn BRIGHT RED even if I'm talking to just one person. I was so nervous that someone would point it out and it would just make everything worse. (If you are one of those people who like to point out someone's uncontrollable redness, STOP! It's embarrassing!!)

So, more people start pouring into the room and by this time I'm sure that they can see my shirt popping up and down due to my heart that was beating rapidly. One lovely coworker asked if I was nervous and of course I said "no" and then she has to add "then why is your face so red?" Everyone turned to look at me. Humiliation!

My presentation didn't happen until after my boss went over the monthly issues and concerns. It was the worst, sweatiest, heart pounding, waiting I have ever experienced. I could picture myself weakening and falling face first to the floor busting out 2 or 3 of the teeth next to one of my front teeth. That's worse than just taking out the front altogether, in my opinion. I scanned my upper row of teeth with my tongue hoping it wasn't the last time I was going to do that.

My boss finished up and then so politely introduced me to the room. I took my place in front of the room with the lights beaming so brightly on me. I tried to mess with the light before anyone got there to make me talk from the shadows but it was a no go. Words just began flying out of my mouth. Some I was reading from the big screen behind me, some I was just making up on the spot. I tried to make eye contact with everyone in the room so they couldn't see my nervousness but I could hear the shake in my voice a couple of times but there was no where to go from there. I finished my presentation, asked if there were any questions and gave a good professional eyebrow lifted look around the room to hopefully not see one hand in the air. Of course, there always has to be one that just needs a little more information and luckily it was a question that I could answer easily.

So, I made it through the first one. Only two more to go. I would like to say that they got a little easier each time but they didn't. For the 2nd meeting I added a little bit extra information just so I could look informative but then I found myself giving too much information. The 3rd meeting I was just relieved to be done and I read the screen, asked for questions and took my seat. I was done for the day.

Originally, when I found out I had to do this presentation I thought I should do a mini production. I wanted the Thriller music video in the background and I wanted to come in from the back of the room in some sort of Michael Jackson ensemble. When the dance sequence started I would be right there in front of Michael leading him and the cast of zombies in the greatest dance know to man. It would be the best entertainment the billing office had ever seen. As soon as I shimmed my last shimmy, my power point would show up with big bold letters that read "GET THRILLED WITH PAI".


Obviously, that's not the route I took but I think it would have made Michael Jackson proud :)



  1. April, when you put pen to pad, or as it were type to computer, you are one of the most creative writers around! I wouldn't tell anyone this, but you. If you were dead serious. I'd quit your job and do nothing but write, and promote yourself. That is how good I think you are. (Did I say that) Naw----Keep your job. (for now) lol. You make your words "jump" come alive. The reader feel as though they are right there with you, feeling every feeling, making every move with you, even breathing with you. I felt my heart pounding, when yours did lol....Now, that's POWER! Your colorful words, and way of thought is Dynamic!You're hilarious, you have great humility, (rare) Your dialogue within yourself just Bounces off the page. I can't wait for the next excerpt from The Life and Times of April Foreman Rowell.!!!!! LMAO!

  2. SAY! Now that's a "title". for your first book! lol


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