For my leetle friend, Marnie, who dontcha know, lives on the WEST side of Canada (did you know people from Canada can live on the West part of that land above us? Neither did I! I think Canada's new slogan should read: Canada: We're more than just Toronto!*")
Anyway, she tagged me for the 6 weird things about you meme to drag me out of blogger poserland that I've been living in and that seemed easy enough because, well, I should have buckets.
1. I never have the right kind of cash on me. If I need tens and twenties, I have $2.79 on me. If I need bus fare or a dollar for the soda machine, all I have are tens and twenties. Corallary, odds of me hitting you up for bus fare? Pretty solid. Corallary Part Deux: I hope you weren't too attached to that buck you just gave me, because you're never seeing it again. (and I will say as much) (and thanks to Pete for all the cab fare you gave me!)
2. My moral compass can best me summed up by a theory I call Karma Building. Understanding that Karma's basic gist is "what comes around, goes around", I take a step further in that I am Karma point builing as a do something good. If I sub for another soccer team at the last minute because they're stuck, or help out giving a person a ride, or offer to help someone move without being asked, I am building points for Karma to come my way one day when I need it (because I usually do). Probably not how you're suppose to rely on Karma exactly, in that doing a good deed should be a little more of a selfless act "for the sake of doing it" rather than the Keeping a Ledger variety, but I cannot stop the madness. And besides, ...who's really getting hurt here?
3. I can be pretty impulsive. Not much of what you call "a planner", and this I think drives both my Planner Type-A sisters nuts, because more often than not, I can pull it off. Last weekend, without oven thinking of it, I marched down the street to a local salon I'd never set foot in looking something like this:
Telling them to make me look like this (lopping about 3-4 inches off):
(Updated: hopefully, a little less blurry photo of it.)
4. Based on the 6 years that I have lived in Boston, I will never, ever get what I am after from the Massachusetts Registry of Motor Vehicles on the first try. Or second. Or sometimes even third. For the Mass. RMV is designed to break me and my will to thrive. And that is all I have to say about that.
5. I am the fastest pee-er in the Universe.
If you are behind me in line, you are in luck. Some of you will think I am just being chatty in line when I say as much, but when I leave I'll hear you say, "damn, that WAS fast."
If you' ve ever been stuck in a long line for the bathroom, and we all know that there's "that girl" who takes 10 minutes to what, wizz, primp or talk on the phone or whatever, and as bladders if the line start to become pressed on, you actually begin to wonder if the line gonna turn mob mentality on her ass as the girl finally exits. I, however, and the antithesis to "that girl". And it has been commented on by guy and girls alike. I have made friends for the night based on this skill. In, out under a minute. The primping more often consists of washing my hands and looking in the mirror and shrugging.
6. My fly is always down.
Okay, not always, but there was a run there wher I was getting used to wearing belts, a concept I didn't really latch onto (heh) until maybe a year or 2 ago, and the extra step of buckling, usually after going to the bathroom, meant that the zipper was left in the Downward Dog Position. After getting called out too many times to count (often by my MANAGER), I am now hyper aware of that status of my fly. As a result of being hyper aware of it, I am contantly taking my right hand to my lower abdomen to do a "secret check". Yes, this looks about as cool as you think. I try to do the "secret check" before I exit the ladies' room, however, (surprise!) sometimes I forget.
*and Dawn's all, "And Montreal!"
Things I do fast (which could be a meme in itself!)
1) Pee (you have some competition)
2) Shop (I do NOT browse)
3) Shower (in and out in qo minutes, baby)
4) Absolutely nothing else.
(I am Pokey Von Molasses where everything else is concerned)
Posted by: Contrary | October 22, 2006 at 09:37 PM
contrary: for what it's worth, Mike refers to me as "the human rain delay" when it comes to getting ready."
also, I am a faster pee-er than you. Not to brag or anything,
Posted by: jen | October 22, 2006 at 09:58 PM
I know that abdomen swipe. You're right-- belts can be confusing.
Posted by: roo | October 23, 2006 at 12:04 AM
OHMYGOD you are so my friend.
I pee so fast that one of my friends suspected I wasn't washing my hands. I had to take her with me a few times just so she could see the speed-peeing. (Well not the act of peeing itself...just the aftermath)
Posted by: Jenny | October 23, 2006 at 05:51 AM
People who dawdle in the bathroom drive me nuts. Thank goodness for people like you...and me.
Posted by: wordgirl | October 23, 2006 at 11:32 AM
I'm with you on the cash thing. I wish they would just do away with it. Gimme a retnal scan anyday.
You might want to consider some elastic waist pants (please no) to avoid the zipper paranoia... Just sayin'.
I'm glad that you know that there is Canada above Washington State, Montana, Idaho.. Someone I know (an American) used to speak of Canada being "overseas." I wonder which sea they thought they might have to travel across...? Yes, I am on the Left Coast.
And in case Jenny talks to you... I am neither British nor Columbian.
Posted by: marnie | October 23, 2006 at 07:26 PM
Marnie,
ar eyou sure you aren't (brit or columbian)? I swear, I see something in the eyes there...
Posted by: jen | October 24, 2006 at 11:42 AM
Oh, I'll take you on in a fast pee challenge any day, girl. ANY DAY.
Posted by: Amy | October 24, 2006 at 12:29 PM
You'll have to post a non-blurry pic of that new haircut! :)
Interesting how many fast pissers there are out there.
Posted by: Jess R | October 24, 2006 at 01:15 PM
Love the haircut.
I'm another fast pee-er. especially in portolets because really, who wants to spend a lot of time in there anyway. I can zip and buckle when I get out in the fresh air.
Posted by: TB | October 24, 2006 at 03:33 PM
I like the hair. I think the length suits you.
When I worked at a library in my first job, we'd have to get someone to sit at the desk for us when nature called. I had one coworker who was in and out very quickly each time. When I'd remark, "That was quick," she'd reply, "Well, it's not like there's anything interesting going on in there!" True, I guess.
Posted by: Nancy | October 25, 2006 at 09:14 PM
Ya know, that open fly will come in handy the next time you need some cash for the bus or the soda machine.
Posted by: sweatpantsmom | October 27, 2006 at 04:04 PM