Somehow, I found my self signed up for my work’s fantasy football league. I don’t even understand how football works. The arbitrary rules, mouth guards, running, and so much shouting. Why do they need to shout?
Needless to say, organized sports confuse me.
A few months ago I started a new position at my work, which involved switching departments. Gone are the days of quiet yet intense Research. Now I’m your friendly and dedicated Client Services Associate. (Thanks Grandma for bribing me with quarters all those years ago to go up to the counter and ask for a refill. It’s finally paid off.) I actually talk with people. For a living. On the phone.
Guys, I don’t think you realize how big of a deal this is. Me! On the phone! Not sucking at it!
So, I figure, if I’m already way outside my normal comfort zone, why not take it a step further?
Out of the comfort zone. . .and into the END ZONE.
And that’s how I ended up in a fantasy football league.