Engineers need specific instructions. Woe to the woman
who deviates from said instructions.
Last week I had the opportunity to speak to a homeschool
group about my experience at the doctor’s office that led to me being on
national television. I wrote out my speech so I could gather my thoughts, but
knew I wouldn’t stand up there and read it – just wanted to make sure I had an
idea of where I was heading. I prepared a few slides in PowerPoint to go along
with my talk, and I put markers in the speech where the slide should appear.
And I gave a copy of the speech to Sean, who lovingly agreed to be my
PowerPoint guy. I carefully circled all the slide spots so he’d be able to find
his cues easily. I thought I had done everything within my power to set him up
for success.
Except I forgot he’s an engineer.
I began my talk and quickly got to Slide 1. I waited a
few seconds for it to appear but nothing. And then I remembered I’d asked an
engineer to be my PowerPoint guy and I knew instantly what was going on. He was
waiting for me to say, word-for-word, what was on the paper preceding the, “Slide
1” mark on my paper.
As I stood up there in front of 50 people I barely knew,
I cracked up.
Through my laughter, I read exactly what was written
before “Slide 1” and then explained to the group what was going on. “My
wonderful husband agreed to do the slides for me, but he is an engineer. Unfortunately,
I forgot to tell him I wasn’t planning to stand up here and read directly from
the paper. Apparently he forgot that I’m not an engineer.”
Thankfully the group laughed with us and we carried on. The talk went well; I was able to convey some important thoughts about parental rights and our need to be more aware of where they’re being taken away, little by little. Plus, Sean and I had a good laugh all the way home about how we both process instructions (I realize that does not sound chuckle-worthy, but it was).
Thankfully the group laughed with us and we carried on. The talk went well; I was able to convey some important thoughts about parental rights and our need to be more aware of where they’re being taken away, little by little. Plus, Sean and I had a good laugh all the way home about how we both process instructions (I realize that does not sound chuckle-worthy, but it was).
If I’m ever asked to do something like that again, I hope
Sean would be willing to be my PowerPoint guy again. I’ll just have to figure
out a better way to let him know when to change the slides… like saying, “New
slide.” I think he’d appreciate that.
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