It's not easy to jump into conversations about football or cars. Mostly because I don't care about those things.
Girly talk is also out.
So I'm actually very quiet at work. I know that will come to a surprise to most (hell, it comes to a surprise to me), but it's true.
But every once in a while a conversation gets going that I can join. More often than not, I will reveal something about myself that makes someone say, "I would have never thought that about you."
Now it stands to reason that my co-workers will not know me well. I've only worked there for a bit over three months. But it got me thinking.
How well do the other people in my life know me?
So. Here are some things about me that I bet you didn't know...
When I was in 4th grade, I got so angry at myself for not understanding fractions, that I took the pencil and scribbled all over the page of my math book. I pressed hard with that pencil too. That shit was not coming out. I took it to the teacher, Mr. Martin, the next day and told him I found it that way. He believed me.
In 11th grade, I ran the mile in 3 laps because I lied to the gym teacher and said I had 1 lap to go after only completing two. She believed me.
My senior year, I had a pregnancy scare.
I shaved my head the day after graduation (all but a bit on top). I told people I did it because I thought it was cool. I did it to piss off my boyfriend who told me once that I was repulsive with my hair pulled back. It worked.
For a very long time I didn't drink alcohol. I stopped because I was afraid I would turn into an alcoholic.
I have an irrational fear of being shot.
I was *this close* to participating in a threesome once. I wish we would have just for the experience.
My friend Jen Sides taught me how to drive.
In high school, I was the computer nerd who could program my ass off. People came to ME for help. I did not own a computer until 2000.
My favorite thing to do when I younger, was to sit outside, drink Pepsi and eat Doritos while gazing at the stars. I used to dream about being in space. Okay it was more like I dreamed about being on Star Trek...but you get the picture.
Between the years of 1988 and 1991 I did not sleep on my bed. I slept on the floor with a box fan right behind my head. My back never felt better.
I had a crush on a girl.
I never wanted to get married.
I'm afraid that Shane will be the only other person on this planet who knows my secrets.
I fart all the time. You just don't know it.
I love heavy metal, but I don't buy a lot of heavy metal albums because I can't sing to them.
My mother gave me the gift of sanitary napkins once, for Christmas. It wasn't a joke.
I was a witness to molestation, but I have never told anyone because they were adults.
Before my grandmother died, I wrote her a letter telling her how much I loved her and how thankful I was to have her in my life. They were both the easiest and most difficult words to write.
I love the smell of Vick's.
I hate any and all insects that buzz.
I love the taste of pancake batter.
The sound of a dial tone drives me insane.
I sometimes think I'm medically crazy.
So what don't I know about YOU?
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