"I like your tattoo." -an 8 year old boy, to me. I've never felt like such a sorry excuse for a grown up in my life. Hopefully he saw me trip on the way out and realized I am not cool and he should not look up to me...
"She's nice. She's pretty- like real country- she looks like home. You? You're really, nice, but I had to get used to it. I was really freaked out by you at first. Those eyes? *shudders*..." Said to me. I was not country girl. I am apparently the one with crazy eyes.
Monday, June 13, 2011
Sunday, June 12, 2011
Overheard in a cab
Pride week in DC had a lot of "overheard" moments, as one can imagine. I saw people in their actual underwear, walking in front of the capital. But one of my favorite interactions took place in a cab as I was leaving the Pride Parade in Dupont Circle.
Cab Driver: "I wonder why traffic is so bad... what's going on there?"
Me: "Pride Parade! It was a blast."
CD: "Interesting. What kind of parade?"
Me: "It was... a really colorful, really glittery parade."
CD: "What was it like?"
Me: "Proud... lots of dancing and techno."
CD: "Hm... I'm proud..."
Excellent moment of confusion.
Cab Driver: "I wonder why traffic is so bad... what's going on there?"
Me: "Pride Parade! It was a blast."
CD: "Interesting. What kind of parade?"
Me: "It was... a really colorful, really glittery parade."
CD: "What was it like?"
Me: "Proud... lots of dancing and techno."
CD: "Hm... I'm proud..."
Excellent moment of confusion.
Friday, June 10, 2011
Makin it rain
The following exchange took place in a work meeting. Too frequently in the non-profit industry, people throw around colloquialisms because they think it makes them sound unique and open minded and progressive, when actually it just sounds like they read an article on holistic, sustainable farming and wanted to repeat those words. And since those of us forced to listen to that are usually some breed or degree of social worker (and therefore frequent offenders ourselves), we never call them out on it because we, too, are trying to be accepting of all ideas and opinions. This happened while trying to establish the purpose of a particular group…
Guy: “I really that this exists to bring us all together. Maybe our mission is based on the fact that we’re all coming together each month.”
Lady: rolls eyes… “We could be coming together to play bridge every month.” Thanks, lady… I didn’t have to say it.
Let’s change scenery a little. This gem was uttered by my friend R., to justify a romantic encounter with a person she has no attraction to or interest in: “I just like to make people happy. Is that so wrong?” Yes, R. That is wrong- even when it feels so right. I’m just glad I get to share this story with the Internet.
How about this seen in my text inbox... this is from A, who just returned to America from an extended stay overseas: “Question. I know our economy has really gone downhill. Is it normal for me to have paid $6 for a snacksized bag of chips and a Snapple? This shit would be 2 euro, is all I’m saying. I actually did a double take and questioned it. Then took out the monopoly money that is USD and made it rain.”
Finally, let’s end with an oldie but a goodie. Well, hell, it just happened this morning, but it felt familiar to this blog, so here we go. This was a crazed, probably high woman walking threateningly towards an older white haired man stretching out post-run at 5:30 AM. Woman: “You’re probably a goddamn congressman!” Sadly, I was the only one who thought it was funny. Maybe you will too. In conclusion, TGIF, Happy Pride Weekend, DC, and let’s all go look heat stroke in the eye.
Guy: “I really that this exists to bring us all together. Maybe our mission is based on the fact that we’re all coming together each month.”
Lady: rolls eyes… “We could be coming together to play bridge every month.” Thanks, lady… I didn’t have to say it.
Let’s change scenery a little. This gem was uttered by my friend R., to justify a romantic encounter with a person she has no attraction to or interest in: “I just like to make people happy. Is that so wrong?” Yes, R. That is wrong- even when it feels so right. I’m just glad I get to share this story with the Internet.
How about this seen in my text inbox... this is from A, who just returned to America from an extended stay overseas: “Question. I know our economy has really gone downhill. Is it normal for me to have paid $6 for a snacksized bag of chips and a Snapple? This shit would be 2 euro, is all I’m saying. I actually did a double take and questioned it. Then took out the monopoly money that is USD and made it rain.”
Finally, let’s end with an oldie but a goodie. Well, hell, it just happened this morning, but it felt familiar to this blog, so here we go. This was a crazed, probably high woman walking threateningly towards an older white haired man stretching out post-run at 5:30 AM. Woman: “You’re probably a goddamn congressman!” Sadly, I was the only one who thought it was funny. Maybe you will too. In conclusion, TGIF, Happy Pride Weekend, DC, and let’s all go look heat stroke in the eye.
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