My Life as a Covert Stutterer

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Driving 30 miles

From: Marija, Croatia
Date: 08 Oct 2005
Time: 10:24:24 -0500
Remote Name: 83.131.135.58

Comments

Sorry but I kept smiling the whole way through your story, since you described so well the throat-burning, scanning next five sentences to see where to budge, running away from crossroads sort of, and I smiled the most when you said you drove 30 miles to tell something to a friend - just so you wouldn't have to use the phone. I think I have the phone-phobia and I don't know if I'll ever "grow out of it". So even if I have to say one sentence to my colleague working across the narrow hall, and even if we have short (can I say intern?) numbers, I'll get up from my chair, walk those three steps, lean on her door and say the sentence, then go back three steps to my office and sit down. She often raises her voice a notch and expects me to answer her in the same way, which I like to avoid, and so I get up.... Then she apologizes for making me get up, and I say: "No, I was going to make coffee anyway..." See, I would drive 30 miles to tell news to a friend too. // Now on another note: you said you realized that no arms will be falling off from your shoulders if and when you stutter, and you were right. What is the most intense feeling you feel when you are talking in front of a group, and stutter out loud?


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