Longest Handshake

Written for Normal Happening’s Daily Inkling – Prompt: Longest Handshake

This blog post is a bit different, and I don’t normally do things like this – but since I read the prompt, I couldn’t stop thinking about what I was going to write.

There are moments when time stands still, where minutes feel like hours.  The longest handshake I have ever been forced to endure probably only lasted thirty seconds.  But when I think about it now, it feels like it lasted several minutes.

My time at secondary school was dogged by bullying.  I was, and still am, extremely quiet.  This happened on a careers day when I was around 14 or 15 and the school had got two female careers advisors in for a day and one of the workshops centred around interviews.  They inevitably asked for a volunteer to demonstrate a handshake.  My classmates all decided as one that it would be me.

I stood up, and did as my peers wished me to.  The lady whose hand I shook described my handshake as being like a wet fish and told the whole class.  The whole class jeered and laughed at me.  And to this day, whenever I go for an interview, my subconscious thoughtfully brings this memory to the forefront.

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To tie this post into the overall theme of the blog, Doctor Who really helped me through secondary school.  Around the same time, I saw Blink for the first time and it blew me away.  Despite having dipped my toes in around the end of Series 2, it was the build-up to the finale of Series 3 that got me hooked and in this respect, I never looked back.  It was probably the way that the Doctor stood up to bullies and for the underdog that I found encouraging then and continue to now.

And now writing about Doctor Who, I’m probably the happiest I’ve ever been.

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