Last week I made the worst first impression I've ever made, which, if you know me, is saying something.
My supervisor was taking a new employee around the office and I stood up to introduce myself. But my foot was stuck in the tangle of computer cords under my desk, so when I stood up, I tripped and fell forward towards the new employee, with hand outstretched and a look of panic on my face, no doubt. Meanwhile, the computer mouse was flying across my desk, knocking over pens and coffee mugs.
And when I finally composed myself enough to say "Hello, my name is Adele," all that came out was a raspy squeak because I had lost my voice.
Well, perhaps he will remember my name after all that.
