My very first year I was super duper nervous and freaked out.
When my first judge came up to me, he held out his hand for me to shake.
I messed up.
Since this is a bit complicated and includes some simple theoretical physics, I have prepared a presentation with pictures for you to follow along.
1. He sticks out his RIGHT hand
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2. This would be the opportune moment for me to do the same; ie; extend my right hand and grasp his, like so:
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3. Resulting in this holy union:
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4. Now THIS is where it gets exciting. Me, being the flustered, frightened, confused, overwhelmed, scared little girl that I was (and am), stuck out my LEFT hand (this is the important part, pay close attention)
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5. This single action resulted in, rather than the glorious coupling presented earlier, an unspeakably abominable creation. I couldn't even find any pictures to depict it, so horrendous was the act.
I grabbed his right hand with my left hand and shook it.
It was so wrong. So, so wrong and just... *sighs*
And after that I just gave my presentation.
That poor judge was probably so confused and overwhelmed.
Moral of the Story: Life is much, much more entertaining when you're sleep deprived and nervous.
