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	<title>Comments on: Freaking out.</title>
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		<title>By: Kimberly</title>
		<link>http://terri.nu/2009/05/freaking-out/comment-page-1/#comment-4057</link>
		<dc:creator>Kimberly</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 01 Jun 2009 22:17:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Oh no, don&#039;t worry. I HATE picking up the phone when I don&#039;t know who it is and I get intimidated talking to people on the phone. I don&#039;t know why. Been that way since I was a kid. Hell, I hate calling the pizza guy. Good luck on your new job. You&#039;ll be fine. :) I just started a new job today too!

&lt;abbr&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kimberly’s last blog post..&lt;a href=&quot;http://ardentli.net/2009/05/31/boston-aquarium/&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;Boston Aquarium&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/abbr&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Oh no, don&#8217;t worry. I HATE picking up the phone when I don&#8217;t know who it is and I get intimidated talking to people on the phone. I don&#8217;t know why. Been that way since I was a kid. Hell, I hate calling the pizza guy. Good luck on your new job. You&#8217;ll be fine. <img src='http://terri.nu/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' />  I just started a new job today too!</p>
<p><abbr><em>Kimberly’s last blog post..<a href="http://ardentli.net/2009/05/31/boston-aquarium/" rel="nofollow">Boston Aquarium</a></em></abbr></p>
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		<title>By: Brianne</title>
		<link>http://terri.nu/2009/05/freaking-out/comment-page-1/#comment-4055</link>
		<dc:creator>Brianne</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 01 Jun 2009 01:08:07 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Take a few deep breathes and say a little prayer/meditation. You&#039;ll do wonderfully!

&lt;abbr&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brianne’s last blog post..&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.sugarfang.com/2009/05/31/the-best-intentions/&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;The Best Intentions.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/abbr&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Take a few deep breathes and say a little prayer/meditation. You&#8217;ll do wonderfully!</p>
<p><abbr><em>Brianne’s last blog post..<a href="http://www.sugarfang.com/2009/05/31/the-best-intentions/" rel="nofollow">The Best Intentions.</a></em></abbr></p>
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		<title>By: Caity</title>
		<link>http://terri.nu/2009/05/freaking-out/comment-page-1/#comment-4054</link>
		<dc:creator>Caity</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 31 May 2009 23:57:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Aw I hope that the anxiety wears off a bit and you really enjoy your job. I don&#039;t enjoy making phone calls either, even to people who I know. When I was working for my dad in the summer it got easier every day, though. It becomes routine.

&lt;abbr&gt;&lt;em&gt;Caity’s last blog post..&lt;a href=&quot;http://caity.nu/2009/05/31/out-on-the-town/&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;Out on the town!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/abbr&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Aw I hope that the anxiety wears off a bit and you really enjoy your job. I don&#8217;t enjoy making phone calls either, even to people who I know. When I was working for my dad in the summer it got easier every day, though. It becomes routine.</p>
<p><abbr><em>Caity’s last blog post..<a href="http://caity.nu/2009/05/31/out-on-the-town/" rel="nofollow">Out on the town!</a></em></abbr></p>
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		<title>By: Kirsten</title>
		<link>http://terri.nu/2009/05/freaking-out/comment-page-1/#comment-4052</link>
		<dc:creator>Kirsten</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 31 May 2009 12:45:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Ohh T.... :( I feel for you sweetie... Coz I know exactly how you feel.
Everytime i&#039;ve started a new job I get so worked up... I can&#039;t seem to help it.
And I can understand you are worried that the things you don&#039;t enjoy will over power the things you do... I guess that&#039;s only natural..... Let&#039;s just hope it doesn&#039;t happen.... I guess that&#039;s all u can do. &#039;

I&#039;ll say this too, I hate, and I mean, loathe talking on the phone at work. I don&#039;t really like to ring up people full stop unless i&#039;m in the best mood for it. *shrugs*. I guess my experience at the Vet&#039;s where I had a lady scream at me over the phone, causing me to burst into tears didn&#039;t help... So from then on? I&#039;ve stayed as far away from them as possible. Helps me to be really afraid of working again I guess. N phones and silly old ladies! :) anyway, sorry, just got that of my chest! ergh... whoopees

But respect for you, that you&#039;re human like the rest of us... Worrying about a job shows that it really means something to you. That it&#039;s important and you want to make a red hot go of it.

That&#039;s all ya gotta do, make a red hot go, n remember you have people to guide you through it darlin..

Love you lots...x</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Ohh T&#8230;. <img src='http://terri.nu/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_sad.gif' alt=':(' class='wp-smiley' />  I feel for you sweetie&#8230; Coz I know exactly how you feel.<br />
Everytime i&#8217;ve started a new job I get so worked up&#8230; I can&#8217;t seem to help it.<br />
And I can understand you are worried that the things you don&#8217;t enjoy will over power the things you do&#8230; I guess that&#8217;s only natural&#8230;.. Let&#8217;s just hope it doesn&#8217;t happen&#8230;. I guess that&#8217;s all u can do. &#8216;</p>
<p>I&#8217;ll say this too, I hate, and I mean, loathe talking on the phone at work. I don&#8217;t really like to ring up people full stop unless i&#8217;m in the best mood for it. *shrugs*. I guess my experience at the Vet&#8217;s where I had a lady scream at me over the phone, causing me to burst into tears didn&#8217;t help&#8230; So from then on? I&#8217;ve stayed as far away from them as possible. Helps me to be really afraid of working again I guess. N phones and silly old ladies! <img src='http://terri.nu/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' />  anyway, sorry, just got that of my chest! ergh&#8230; whoopees</p>
<p>But respect for you, that you&#8217;re human like the rest of us&#8230; Worrying about a job shows that it really means something to you. That it&#8217;s important and you want to make a red hot go of it.</p>
<p>That&#8217;s all ya gotta do, make a red hot go, n remember you have people to guide you through it darlin..</p>
<p>Love you lots&#8230;x</p>
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