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I often find that when talking about myself I have an elevator speech that I whip out depending on who my conversation partner is. If I’m in a group of business professionals I talk about my time working in consulting. If I’m around actors, I talk a lot about undergrad and New York.
I really like taking care of people so I often try to make strangers or new acquaintances feel comfortable during conversations. I have been told that I can ‘hostess’ people. I’m not sure if this is a good or a bad thing. Probably a little of both. But I do know that until you get to know me, you probably have no idea how goofy the real me really is.
Here’s my authentic elevator speech…
I have been spunky and outgoing my whole life. This boils down to the fact that I LOVE talking, meeting new people, and being the center of attention. I was a bright blonde little kid with huge bangs and a deep voice. I push myself really hard and always have. This is why I am such a fierce student. Achievement through education was a strong motivating force in my life since I can remember. I have always loved learning and (probably even more so) loved the feeling of validation through grades. I like a challenge and I like to know when I’ve done it well. I love my friends and family dearly and pride myself on my relationships. Sometimes though, I divert my attention in too many ways and I don’t give people enough meaningful time. I’m working on that. I always thought I wanted to live in Manhattan. Until I did. And I hated it. At 27 I am changing every day. I am trying to be more gentle with myself and let it slide when I’m not constantly striving for perfection. I love wearing sweatpants, sleeping late, laughing, and I always speak my mind (at work and at home). I have strong opinions and feel things too much sometimes. I am too hot or too tired or too happy or too busy. I function in extremes. I want to love above all else. I have just admitted to myself that my main goal in life is to get married and raise a family. It’s a scary goal to me because I can’t achieve it by myself. I’m completely dependent on someone else, my future husband, partner, friend. I’m learning that it’s ok to let myself be taken care of once in a while. I love getting dressed up and going to a fancy event. And I love being on my couch under a blanket. I have so much to learn and am so excited that I have a chance to do so.