Last night at work, I was serving a gentlemen the main course of the dinner (I'm a 19 year old male college student who works for the university's catering company) and he asked me what my major was. I was having a lot of trouble saying that I was majoring in construction management and soon the others at the table were starting to take notice. This is one of the bigger events we cater and a lot of the people in attendence are heads of departments or presidents of colleges. After using a bunch of "um's" as fillers, I finally got out the word construction. All the gentlemen said was, "Well, all right then" and the others at the table gave me some pretty odd looks. I felt super embarrassed and fairly degraded. I didn't even feel like explaining at that point that I had a speech disorder. I'm not gonna lie, I had to go back to the kitchen to hold back some tears. Even after all this time of stuttering, it still feels so new to me when I have blocks. What was pretty shitty is that I had to go back to their table to fill drinks etc. But when my manager asked what my phone number was later in the night, I didn't have much trouble saying it and I usually do. So that's a positive. The bad days make the good ones even better.