Without getting into details, I must admit that this was an unusual enough ocurrence for me to want to write about and perhaps get a conversation going – this afternoon, an unexpected phonecall caught me off guard and I responded like a school girl, faced with Sting or maybe, if I’m really lucky, Harrison Ford. I giggled. I was flustered. I lost my poise.
In ten days, I will be 40 years old. A mature woman, by any culture’s standards. Normally, as those who have met me can attest, I’m reasonably competent and self assured. One usually is, after years of self sufficiency.
So, what happens, if in a professional situation, you lose your poise, and you find yourself suddenly bereft of years of professional countenance? How do you recover those precious moments of "first impression"?
What do you say? Has this happened to you? What can you do? What should one do? I’d be very interested to hear what you all have to say.