In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “1984.”

I am locked in a room with my greatest fear

There is a large oval table. At the head of the table is the CEO of the company and I have to give a presentation on anything at all.

I open my mouth but the words that I know so well have gotten hooked on my Adam’s apple and simply will not come out of my mouth. While I am trying to loosen them up Linda Blair is in full make-up from the Exorcist and is taunting me.

board room table
Board Room Table

Will I speak or will I just break out in a sweat and fall down in front of the entire board and start to exhibit signs of being possessed?

Thank God I opened my mouth turned my brain on automatic and the words just seem to flow out on their own until I seem to start gathering confidence and was even able to field questions with relative ease.

Once it was all done and there were no more questions and I could sit down I realized that I was totally out of breath from holding it. I breathed and sat down.

Based on a true story. 🙂

Tony R


2 thoughts on “My Greatest Fear

    1. That would explain why many of us would rather die than to do it. I have to admit that I felt pretty good after getting through it. It was a real accomplishment for me but I don’t think that I would want to do it all of the time.
      Tony R


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