A few days ago I attended a friend’s wedding in central Pennsylvania, where I also served as the officiant (i.e., the person who conducts the ceremony). It was a fun time for sure, and I got to meet a lot of new, interesting people while I was there.
The majority of wedding guests seemed to be in their early 30s, though there were a few Gen X-ers there as well. I also really only knew the bride and groom, so after the ceremony I found myself in a position to sit down at a random table and introduce myself to people I didn’t know. (All the weddings I’ve been to in the last two decades have been for close friends and family, so this was a relatively new experience.)
As such, when it came time to introduce myself and people asked me the “What do you do?” question, without thinking, I naturally responded with, “I’m a writer.”
And people thought that was really cool. Continue reading