Revelations
People occasionally tip me off to things about myself that, while blindingly obvious to everyone else, I had no idea of. I've long been fascinated by these sometimes stark differences between my ideas about who I am and who I actually am.
Lately, this has been happening at an ever-increasing pace, so I thought I'd present a select list of some of them. The list may seem whimsical, but I assure you that it is not. Each of these items represents a fundamental break with reality that cannot be lightly dismissed.
What's on your list?
1) I like macaroni and cheese even without ketchup on it. Until I was an adult, I never saw anybody eat it any other way. That mac & cheese could exist without ketchup was a possibility I had not considered. I never quite got over the shock when my first roommate declared the practice "disgusting".
2) I prefer tall, skinny brunettes. I genuinely thought I didn't have a special preference about such things. An interesting corollary is that none of my serious relationships were with tall, skinny brunettes.
3) When I think I'm being an asshole, I'm really just being assertive.
4) If you want to seduce me, cook for me. In hindsight, it works without fail. The odd thing is that I don't generally like food. I don't dislike it, it's just not a special thing for me. Well, I can't really say that, I suppose. Apparently it is.
5) I am absent-minded. Yeah, I'm so absent-minded that I hadn't noticed I was absent-minded even though I have occasionally been unable to recall my name when unexpectedly queried. When I wasn't on drugs.
6) When I get angry, I get quiet. I always thought that I yelled and slammed things about. In fact, I only do that on extremely rare occassions, when I run out of fuse. Until then, I'm a paragon of peace. On the outside.
7) I intimidate people. I still don't understand why, but once it was pointed out I started noticing that it's true. It also seems to generally work in my favor.
8) I shouldn't make jokes at school functions. My daughter requested this of me. The problem, as she explained it, was "only mom and I can tell when you're joking. Everyone else just thinks you're weird."
Lately, this has been happening at an ever-increasing pace, so I thought I'd present a select list of some of them. The list may seem whimsical, but I assure you that it is not. Each of these items represents a fundamental break with reality that cannot be lightly dismissed.
What's on your list?
1) I like macaroni and cheese even without ketchup on it. Until I was an adult, I never saw anybody eat it any other way. That mac & cheese could exist without ketchup was a possibility I had not considered. I never quite got over the shock when my first roommate declared the practice "disgusting".
2) I prefer tall, skinny brunettes. I genuinely thought I didn't have a special preference about such things. An interesting corollary is that none of my serious relationships were with tall, skinny brunettes.
3) When I think I'm being an asshole, I'm really just being assertive.
4) If you want to seduce me, cook for me. In hindsight, it works without fail. The odd thing is that I don't generally like food. I don't dislike it, it's just not a special thing for me. Well, I can't really say that, I suppose. Apparently it is.
5) I am absent-minded. Yeah, I'm so absent-minded that I hadn't noticed I was absent-minded even though I have occasionally been unable to recall my name when unexpectedly queried. When I wasn't on drugs.
6) When I get angry, I get quiet. I always thought that I yelled and slammed things about. In fact, I only do that on extremely rare occassions, when I run out of fuse. Until then, I'm a paragon of peace. On the outside.
7) I intimidate people. I still don't understand why, but once it was pointed out I started noticing that it's true. It also seems to generally work in my favor.
8) I shouldn't make jokes at school functions. My daughter requested this of me. The problem, as she explained it, was "only mom and I can tell when you're joking. Everyone else just thinks you're weird."


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