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First, I arrived early. Real early.
Aisle seat. Check.
Handheld wireless mic. Check.
Mic switches turned "on." Check.
Announcement paperwork. Check.
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Hmmm... I saw that this time I could use the podium instead of standing in an open space. Good; I like that. The song they were singing didn't match the song I was supposed to go after. That's okay; I'll continue to get ready while I wait for it. I have plenty of time for my cue. I re-read my "script," because I wanted to do this as smooth as possible. I just hate to be a distraction, you know?.
Then I heard my name. "Paging Mr. Craver... Mr. Craver, you are needed at the podium." The director leaned over the sound booth and paged me to step up to the platform. Oblivious to the change in our program, I missed my smooth entrance. Everybody was laughing. Good thing I hadn't done this in front of a lot of people... except that (gulp) our service is carried over a local television station.