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One interesting thing about yourself

I have a few oddities about me. Here are two that have caused the most conversations

I have never shaved my moustache. I keep it trimmed and neatened up, but since puberty, I've always had hair on my lip.

I've bowled a perfect 300 game handful of times. (7 to be exact)
 
Phantom300 said:
I have never shaved my moustache. I keep it trimmed and neatened up, but since puberty, I've always had hair on my lip.
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My dad is the same. The last time he didn't have a mustache was in high school in the early 70s. I don't know if I'd even recognize him with out it.

It was weird enough when I first saw him without glasses, though he's worn contacts for years now.
 
I'm sure everyone has a version of this, but do you all have certain moments / stories when you look back years later, and you suspect you may have dreamed it up? I need to keep a journal on hand to remember this shit.

One time I ended up "interviewing" a subject matter expert I saw on CNN because my drunk buddies and I were trying to settle a bet.

I'm a terrible liar, but she kept suggesting the perfect way I could lie to keep escalating the situation until eventually I was a journalist (I'm not) interviewing her (I wasn't) about a specific financial collapse.

She agreed with my position, and even so my buddy refused to accept I won the argument.
 
I thought about this during the "almost/actually struck by lightning" portion of the thread: when I was 22 or 23 I went to a couple of Phish concerts with my roommate (back to back) and met up with a bunch of people we both worked with (in a restaurant in our college town). My roommate drove her old station wagon, that didn't have AC. So I rolled my window down and wound up with a 2nd/3rd-ish degrees sunburn on my upper arm (it legit scarred, for a while).

But this is the interesting/ slash I can't believe I did this part: my roommate and I wound up several parking sections over from the other people we were meeting, and then a major thunderstorm rolled in. She climbed into one of our friend's car, but there wasn't any more room, and I didn't want to trek all the way to her car. So, I just stood in the parking lot between two cars, while the thunderstorm raged for, I dunno, 10 minutes maybe? Pelted with those tiny rain drops that hurt, and watching lightning all around me, absolutely soaked to the skin. And, genius me, I packed light, and it was only two days, so I didn't have a change of clothes (I wasn't stoned, I swear).

The concert was great, I slept on the floor of the friend's hotel room (my roommate flirted her way into sharing that guy's bed). Then we all 6 or 7 of us went to breakfast at the restaurant attached to the hotel. And blew the waitress's mind by leaving her a 150% tip.

Ah, the crazy shit you do when you don't think anything through.
 
lovecraft68 said:
That therapist was thirty years ago and court mandated...part of my parole was to go weekly for a year. Ironically I married someone who was in the field for several years before changing careers, but she didn't try to figure me out...fortunately for both of us on that note.

To be clear, I rarely argue because you have to give a shit to do that, I just say what I think and it often doesn't go over well and for reasons I won't get into I'm sometimes around assholes who still think they're 20 think they're twenty and talk a lot of trash, but never really want to deliver.

I'm not familiar with that movie, I don't support pedophiles.
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Okay, I didn't realize that it was court-mandated. Maybe I appear sort of mellow because I grew up in New York and then moved back later. Two lessons I learned: 1. Don't start something you can't finish, and 2. there are people here who are tougher than they look. Of course, not everybody follows those lessons.

I saw Sleeper when it was new in 1973. I knew nothing of Allen's life back then.
 
alohadave said:

One interesting thing about yourself​

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It’s maybe far from unique. But I did some candy striping. As part of this, I attended an autopsy. The guy in charge took the heart out of the cadaver and got me and another girl to hold it. It was lighter than I thought. I had a profound sense that we are just biomechanical machines. Ones that go wrong pretty easily. I already had a strong sense of mortality - because of reasons - this heightened it.

Em
 
When I was 17 I got to sing on stage with Brenda Lee. I was the only person at the concert under 40, and when I excitedly told my friends all about it they were extremely unimpressed that I sang "oldies".
 
Usually, the interesting thing about myself is that the stories I post here are also philosophical works.

Another might be that I'm one of the very few people on my country to have a decent English accent. Even our president sounds like someone from the former soviet bloc but I sound like I grew up constantly commuting between the states and the island.
 
Here's 3:

I made my acting debut aged 4 weeks as the baby Jesus in the village nativity play. Luckily, no-one noticed that I was female.
My career as a thespian has been on a downward spiral ever since.

I have 27 orchids in my house and they all have names. Each day I put a different one on my workstation. Yesterday it was Antoinette.

I can cross my ankles behind my head.
 
EmilyMiller said:
It’s maybe far from unique. But I did some candy striping. As part of this, I attended an autopsy. The guy in charge took the heart out of the cadaver and got me and another girl to hold it. It was lighter than I thought. I had a profound sense that we are just biomechanical machines. Ones that go wrong pretty easily. I already had a strong sense of mortality - because of reasons - this heightened it.

Em
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I didn't know that was still a thing. The last reference to it that I remember is from books in the 80s.

Also, every time I see the term, it reads to me as candy stripper. I wonder how that would work as a story? I do have dormant WIP set in a hospital...
 
alohadave said:
I didn't know that was still a thing. The last reference to it that I remember is from books in the 80s.

Also, every time I see the term, it reads to me as candy stripper. I wonder how that would work as a story? I do have dormant WIP set in a hospital...
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They still do it - just not with the uniforms. My Mom did it too.

Em
 
Yeah, but even with the mask I'd be able to tell it was you because you wouldn't have any panties on, and you'd have a horny bear chasing after you.
 
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