I’m not very good at introductions.
By Nathan Frank
My handshake is firm and I will make eye contact with you but I won’t be able to remember your name. It’s a problem that I need to address.
This being my first week at the Times-Herald, I have had to do a lot of introductions. I moved in with my brother down the road in Caronport and he took me out for wings on Monday night with his friends.
His friends were kind and polite but one was more forthright than the average. After introducing himself he asked me point blank: “So, what’s the difference between you and your brother?” I stumbled with my words, as I was caught off guard by the direct question.
I responded after some brief reflection, “I am funnier.”
I regretted saying it as it left my mouth, but I guess when I’m being honest with myself, it’s something I have prided myself on since I was in grade 2, when I broke out of my shell and started goofing off every time my teacher Mrs. Frison left the room.
Because of my sense of humour I have considered myself an extrovert all these years. But, in recent years, I have drawn more inward and private. Nowhere has this been more clear than in the small talk that comes with first meeting new people.
The one question I have been asked more times in the past four years than any other is, “Oh, you are a journalist! What do you want to do with that?”
The blood would then rush to my face and I would either tell them the truth or I would recite a prepared answer just so we could move on to the next question.
My answer often is, “I don’t know. We will see where this whole rat race goes.” This is me protecting myself from failure and a mountain of expectations.
This is partially caused by many of my classmates having incredible success early on in their careers. Initially I was jealous, as I was struggling to get my foot in the door.
In October I took a job working at a radio station in Rosetown — a community of around 2,000 people. I was the radio station's news reporter, DJ, and play-by-play announcer.
Being a play-by-play announcer was an experience few people are privileged to have and surprisingly, it wasn’t that scary. In fact, it has changed the way I look at my profession and has given me perspective.
I have discovered that my success should not be measured against others in the industry. My path is unique and exciting and it has lead me to Moose Jaw.
Although I am not the greatest at introductions, I am excited to meet you. Even if I do have to ask you to repeat your name more than once.
So, let me officially introduce myself.
My name is Nathan Frank. I am 27 years-old and I am single.
I grew up as the youngest of three boys on a farm near Eatonia, SK in the west central part of the province.
I am a man of multiple interests. The game of hockey was my first passion. I fell in love with the Vancouver Canucks in 1994, when they went to the Stanley Cup final. Like the good Saskatchewan boy I am, I am also a big Roughrider fan.
However, don’t put me in a box. I like the arts too. My favourite author is John Steinbeck, my favourite movie is Forest Gump and my favourite TV show is Mad Men. The band I listen to most these days is a unique band from England, named Alt-J.
I hope we can get to know each other.