I have decided that half the battle of feeling like a grown up is to act the part. And so, I put on my smart clothes, I put on my serious face, I stopped watching the Team America clip (this was key), and I did not embarrass myself.
Why was I meeting Hans Blix? It was a work thing. And I managed to shake his hand and say hello without tripping up or saying anything inappropriate. Then I sat through a 2 hour lecture on nuclear weapons which is enough to sober anyone up. It was really interesting and he’s a great speaker and answered questions afterwards too. I know little about anything, but when one person asked about nuclear weapons deterring terrorists, so getting rid of them would be foolish, and referring to 9/11 even I had to boggle. He’d basically answered his own question right there. They can’t be much of a deterrent when the US was hit so badly. Please.
Anyway, very interesting evening. Then on my way home I got the bus and the driver didn’t seem to believe in using the brakes, or at least not softly, and so when he turned the corner at ridiculously fast mph I was ejected from my seat. I then spent the rest of the ride clinging on for dear life and trying not to let my head smash against the side.
Grown up Teabelly had left the building.
