Two weeks ago, when I drove over 900 miles, I attended an event for work. While I was at the event I was interviewed by the BBC! I was filmed! I was on camera! I was asked my valuable opinion of the unemployment situation!
I am not all that comfortable in front of a camera, especially a video camera. I move! And that voice that comes out of the person that I recognise as me! Urgh, do I really sound like that in real life? How does Mr B listen to that voice every day?
So I thought I was bound to be edited out.
And even if I wasn't edited out I would not watch the programme. Then I'd never know if I made it in or not and I could pretend the whole sorry episode never happened.
Until a work colleague sent me a message saying "Saskia, you were on the blah-blah show!!"
Then I made the biggest mistake of all, I told Mr B.
He spent hours last night searching for my tv debut online. And he found it. And watched over and over and over again.
I could hardly bring myself to watch, but out of morbid curiosity I did.
Apparantely I could do with wearing a lot more makeup, especially lipstick, and I say "obviously" too often and very strangely (friends & family, why did you never tell me this?) and I may be booking in for rhinoplasty very soon.
So I ate birthday cake for breakfast to help alleviate the stress. It's sort of worked.