Tag, I'm it
I've been tagged. I still am not 100% sure what it means, but apparently I'm to reveal 5 things about myself that others are unlikely to know. So once again I depart from the main thrust of this blog.
Now, I have actually been pondering this listing for some time. These things will appear in a blog that anyone can read. For me this means that I cannot list anything which will:
- thwart a future political career
- prevent future employment
- precipitate a divorce
- destroy a friendship
- locate a heretofore unknown offspring
- result in an arrest and ensuing trial and incarceration
Therefore I will apologize(apologise) if the following are incredibly boring and pedestrian. If you want to know the racy stuff, you're gonna have to take me out for a few drinks (and it's gonna have to be some posh place, too). So, again in no particular order, here are 5 things you may or may not know about me:
1. I am a very private person. I do not understand people who crave celebrity, because once achieved, people never seem to be happy with it.
2. I will spend my last dime on travel.
3. I cannot tolerate having my time wasted. If I am in a situation where I find that I'm asking myself "what am I doing here?", I leave at that moment. It has made for some awkward situations, but life is too short to put up with wasting time.
4. I was a discipline problem at my junior high.
5. I never knew you could talk to your teachers. When I got to college, all these professors had "office hours", and the dean had "office hours". I had no clue what they were for. I never knew what grade I got on a particular paper I wrote for a course in college because I had no idea that I was suppose to go to some office and collect it. Perhaps the entire rest of the world knew all about this talking to teachers business, but I was not of that ilk. I always thought of teachers as people who taught you things, and if you didn't understand, you asked them questions. Outside of class I figured they were busy people with other things to do. No-one ever bothered to explain the talking concept to me (and I needed it to be explained in a simple and rational manner - this relates to a personal quality that I considered listing as one of the 5 things, but didn't). Whenever a teacher or professor tried to talk to me, I was terrified that I'd done something wrong (see #4).
Now is the point where I'm supposed to tag someone else. Except that I don't know too many bloggers, and apart from my tagger, don't know that I know any bloggers who read mine. So, if you blog and regularly read my blog, you are officially tagged.