The funny side of anxiety
This morning I realized I left my laptop charger in the conference room after our weekly lab meeting yesterday. I went to my professor's office and he had just came in to work when I asked him if he could open the room so I could retrieve my charger, which he did for me.
Halfway back to the lab, I realized I didn't even say good morning and the first thing I did was to ask him for something and he hadn't even gotten into his office yet and he probably feels taken for granted all the time, and omg I'm terrible... so I immediately turned around to go back and apologize/say good morning but then stopped, re-thought it, and realized how awkward that would be.
After a deep breath I had to reassure myself, he's probably not even thinking anything about it, I need to just let it go, I'll say good morning next time... and turned back around.
The struggle is so sad, that it's funny.
Halfway back to the lab, I realized I didn't even say good morning and the first thing I did was to ask him for something and he hadn't even gotten into his office yet and he probably feels taken for granted all the time, and omg I'm terrible... so I immediately turned around to go back and apologize/say good morning but then stopped, re-thought it, and realized how awkward that would be.
After a deep breath I had to reassure myself, he's probably not even thinking anything about it, I need to just let it go, I'll say good morning next time... and turned back around.
The struggle is so sad, that it's funny.
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