I seem to get stuck in doorways frequently.

So today I did some work for the Newtonite. It was awkward. Just a slight bump in the road to being a high-ranking Newtonite person-the road to perfection!
So first, I walked into the Newtonite office to find out what the heck I was actually supposed to do. So I walk in, and Mrs. Smith greets me. "Eric??" she yells. "Are you feeling charitable?"
Eric walks in. He's a senior, and also advertising manager. "This is Marena," Mrs. Smith says. "She's nice. But hates interviewing. Absolutely hates it." I'm always introduced like this to Newtonite people. How does one respond? I smiled sheepishly and awkwardly chuckled to Eric.
She then told Eric to take me to see Mr. Siciliano, who I had to interview. We walked around the basement a lot, until we came to a room we thought was right.
Now, whenever I have to talk to people, I can't seem to go in through the doorway. I kind of teeter awkwardly on the threshold, pondering whether or not to take that plunge into the door. Eric, being a talking expert, boldly went in as I meekly stood in the doorway.
It was the wrong room, and we went to several other wrong rooms, and I meekly stood in the doorway. One of his friends came up to us as we wandered. "Look, I have with me a real live freshman!" he told the friend. How did I respond? Sheepishly smiled and awkwardly chuckled. So very awkward. "No, you're not a freshman!" the friend exclaimed. "Erm...I'm an exceptionally large one...but a freshman nonetheless," I awkwardly responded. He continued to deny this, until my friend Brendan walked by and was like, "Yup. She's a freshman. She's in my Chinese class." Then there was an awkward silence.
Finally, we came to the right room. There he was: Mr. Siciliano, the cause for all of the searching. And where was I? Stuck in a doorway. "Go!" Eric prodded. But I was stuck. I couldn't do it. There were kids in there. I came back in 5 minutes and got it over with. We went into his office, and I asked him questions. But I messed up. Awkward.
Somehow, Eric showed up behind me as I walked out of the office, and then we went back to the Journalism room. Mrs. Smith was teaching a class, but she talked to me in front of everybody anyway.
"Did you get it?" *nod* Everyone turns around to look at me. A room full of seniors. "Did you die?" *shakes head* Mrs. Smith turned to the class.
"She's a freshman and she didn't die!" A few people chuckled. I stood there outside the doorway....awkwardly.
"So you're going to have it in by this afternoon?" *nod* "Great!"
I got out of the doorway as fast as possible.

Marena