Discussion in 'Your Anekdotes' started by jjl, Jun 12, 2016.
We don't know each other at all in this virtual reality...
Your secret's safe with me...
I will start.
I like to wait on people, you know, serve them? I really DO!
But I also like being waited on...
When I was a kid I was so uncannily accurate in the roulette games at the Tri-County Fair that people would give me money to play so they could get the toys, I always won, mostly stuffed animals.
I knew which number, color, or letter the dice was going to land on.
I couldn't keep more than a few stuffed animals at a time, because I didn't feel I could give them all the attention they needed, so I gave away everything I won, mostly to the Salvation Army.
I didn't yet make the connection that those poor stuffed animals sat lonely on shelves.
My secret is that I sometimes swear savagely at inanimate objects that refuse to cooperate with me.
And this makes Jim worry about my mental health.
(too too late)
My first taste of raw spinach happened when a gay friend of mine took me to restaurant in Panama City. I was 20.
Wow... I didn't know spinach could taste so good!
He laughed. A total spinach newby.
I can roll a joint so smooth it looks like an unfiltered cigarette
I can also change a tire and make a souffle from memory.
I have some mad skills
I used to tie knots in cherry stems with my tongue, just to freak people out.
I own a chicken costume.
And I paid full price for it.
And I didn't buy it by accident. I knew what I was doing when I made the purchase. (Not drunk, well...probably not)
The way I met this guy is because I had a very good friend, with whom I was the very first person ever she told that she was a lesbian. She was terrified. Absolutely terrified that I would judge her and wouldn't want to be her friend. This was back in 1980, when people were still uncomfortable with that.
I took her to a gay bar so she could meet people like her. She was very lonely and thought she would never have a relationship.
I was just coming out of the divorce from the dude who used to beat the crap out of me so that place was great for me. I could dance to my heart's content, without having to deal with someone hitting on me.
I used to help the drag queens put their make-up on and plan their shows. I was the first straight person who knew the Bible who actually accepted them. Until they met me, the Bible had been used as a weapon against them. I showed them how it spoke of how they were loveable. This seemed to be a huge big deal to all those guys.
That was a odd time in my life. Pretty much every guy I met was gay.
Another odd thing, too. Everyone loved me in the gay bar, except the butch lesbians. For some reason they did not like me, at all. I think its cause they all had secret crushes for my friend and didn't like that we were friends.
I always appreciated that so many people in that bar accepted me, just the way I am, even if I am hetero. (lol)
This is really not a secret... but it's probably something most here don't know about me.
During that time in my life, I was often the first person people told about all sorts of secrets in their lives, because I didn't judge them. And I helped many understand things and/or heal, if that was needed.
This is too funny... given you're pride on being "cheap". LOOOL
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