Deviant? Please!
So my husband said I was “deviant” last night after reading yesterday’s post. Please! So I just re-read my answers and I still don’t see what is deviant about them. Although, I have to admit, I really like someone calling me deviant. I’ve always liked people thinking of me as deviant (other than authority figures, I want their approval), which is perhaps why I I was able to answer yes to so many of the things on the list. I want to see Tim’s answers now, I’m sure he’s only done like 2 things. That’s because he is scared to death of getting caught. I very rarely got caught when I was growing up, but when I did, it was never really that bad. I got a tattoo despite the fact my dad said, “he wouldn’t pay for my college education if I got one.” When he found out, did he stop paying for my college education? Of course not! I think he was just amused by it. And if I got caught, it was usually for my own good. I got caught shoplifting by my mom and it scared me straight, never even thought about doing it ever again. And some of the stuff I did was for really good reasons. One of the (very few) times I skipped class was to not see the Power Team, some stupid group of weightlifters that tore phone books in half and talked about how “awesome” God was. I have no clue how that fit into a Public School Curriculum. We all got Slurpees instead and went over and woke up our friend Philip who had graduated the year before and bugged him. I remember being so scared someone would see my pink tongue and know I’d skipped. The horror!
I’m prattling on. It’s Wednesday, and I really don’t want to work even more than usual. But now I have been summoned to order sammiches. Let’s just hope the creepy guy at Jimmy John’s can keep himself from fawning all over me. He makes me feel dirty!
Comments
Tarv
2006-01-25T20:18:07.000Z
They brought the friggin Power Team into a public school, and required students to go? That’s fucked. Good for you for skipping. ‘Roid rage for Jesus in public schools sounds pretty questionable to me.
ashley
2006-01-25T20:26:01.000Z
So Im reading julies blog and I see that suddenly a comment has appeared and its from Travis. We were reading at the same time.
Isn’t that cute!!!
hhaha just kidding
I had my dad threaten not letting me come visit them if I got any MORE tattoos. The first one I got when I was 17 just produced some head shaking and sighing and “you’ll regret it”. Funny thing is, I did regret it…but only because the tattoo was silly and done poorly. I have since been re-tattooed to cover it up.
a twisted cross with flames. what was I thinking.
The only thing my weird high school did was require us to take the ASFAB or whatever test. It was for the military. I guess they thought we had no other hope. It was YEARS before the recruiters stopped calling me.
mmm slurpeees. I was thinking about slurpees a few days ago and how I hadn’t had one in years. mmm forbidden sugar rush.
kelli
2006-01-25T21:03:55.000Z
What exactly did he think was deviant about it? I think that’s funny. What I got out of yours is that you’re remarkably healthy and haven’t traveled to that many far places. Is it the stealing something from your job? Because I tell you what, you work at a chicken place through college, you steal yourself a 2-piece and biscuit every shift. :) And at least you didn’t say you’ve kissed strangers. Apparently I went to way too many bars in college and drank way too much. Actually, seems like all the deviant things I did were in college. And all our parents say we should go there. HHmmmmm…