Do you know how people IRL see you??

Xander

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Okay,as far as I recall this has been up once before, though it's a very long time ago. So I thought It'd be fun to do again :)

As thread starter, I'll go first.

People IRL seem to look upon me as kinda weirdo (big surprise) with a lot of strange interest.
Another is loser. Because I do things my own way and usually not mainstream. I mean, I wanna do something different than being stuck here. So what do I do. I move to America. Already there, people are just waiting for me to fail.
Anothe seem to be the most unlucky dude on the planet. For quite obvious reasons (27 visible scars scattered across my body)
Up till now I've only mentioned people who don't know me well. As for my friends seem to think I'm a nice guy. And fun to hang with, though slightly insane sometimes LOL

Family...oh boy, that's a whole chapter in itself.
My family think I can't take care of myself, and pretty much all of them still treat me like a 10 year old. But hey, so it's family, who gives a fuck what they think anyways.

Okay so spill it people. What is your story?? :)
 
Most of the people I know in RL think I'm nuts, but they need to hang around like they would at a car accident. Some of them are a little scared I think. That just eggs me on.
 
A throw back to lost generations. A bohemian who lives life her own way. A bit odd, but a heart of gold.
Those are quotes from family. There are a few others, but I am not sharing them.
Friends? The same way. A bit of a looney at times, crazy, in love with helping and serving people. Loyal, a bit cracked at times. A person guaranteed to make you smile, for wierd reasons.
People who don't know me? A smiling, helpful girl who dresses a bit odd. oops... I called myself a girl. At 35 I guess I better start using the term woman.
I am woman hear me roar...
Nope, not going there.

Xander... you? Odd? Whoever would think that?
 
This most persistent phrase in my life, other than one preceded by "Momma, I want" or "Momma, I gotta" is "Are you okay?"

Yes, I'm perfectly fine. Really. I may behave oddly and I may have a blank glassy eyed stare for a few minutes, but I'm okay. Even if I weren't okay, there would be no way for me to answer you, so don't freak out when I don't immediately pipe up. It's much easier if you're calm. It looks much worse than it actually is.

Other than that, I don't see why everyone has such a problem with the way I dress. I mean really. When invited to a party why do they always turn to the StudMuffin and request that he makes sure I dress appropriately? Is he Coco Chanel and no one told me?

And oh my gawd you should see people when I am in a bad mood and pick a fight with the Stud. They are so afraid I'm going to die. I love fighting with that man, he knows how to argue about the stupidest things then properly make up afterwards. It's just scary to watch because next to him, I look tiny and defenseless. He looks rather like an attack bulldog when he's pissed. Picture that marine corps mutt in a drill instructor all rolled into one.

Oh yeah, and the whole Navy near an Army post thing makes life interesting. I put on my uniform for giggles and went to the PX. One would have thought I had leprosy. I was even saluted twice.

The DJ, though, loves my voice. Even if I just call him up to give him a hard time and request music he isn't allowed to play. I wonder if I should tell him I write porno. Nah.
 
I am quiet until I really get to know you then watch out I never shut up.

I am a push over. I am the person everyone comes to, to get things done because I have a problem saying no.

I am always willing to help o get things done to the point of spreading myself too thin at times.


I just realized what it is, I think at times they see me as a door mat. You know always there dependable, always there to clean up their crap and never complain about it.
 
I'm always looked upon as the life of the party. When things slow down, I'm there. I have a fantastic sense of humor and an unbelievable sarcastic streak. I love to people watch, and make fun of the passing multitudes. I dote on my wife, my fantasy goddess, and can't stand loud noises or fights, so we don't.

At work, I am the consumate professional, and a real stickler for rules. people look at me as the rock at work. It is especially true now that I am in the security field, but even as a tittie bar DJ, I followed the rules. If the owner of the bar wanted show tunes played, the girls danced to Oklahoma...LOL.

Third, I see myself as fiercly loyal to my wife, family, and friends. You will not find many friends like me for I stand by you come hell or high water. I also see myself as immensely funny, which get on my wife's nerves. LOL I kill me and a lot of times I end up laughing at my own rapier wit.
 
LOL Ambrosious, you sound kinda like me, only with DJing a tittie bar experience. I just harass DJs, never been one.

My stud doesn't understand my rapier wit either. I just get that look while I'm giggling at myself. I find myself saying "well I thought it was funny." alot.
 
yes yes yes...this is what I'm talking about. Thanks people :)

More please...more
 
The many faces of Ex.....

Quotes:

Unpredictable, but in the good way.
Loyal, to a fault and mercenary as hell.
Alternately extroverted and happy to watch the world go by.
Opinionated and tolerant

Yet I was described a few weeks ago as having no grey areas.

I either need some significant amounts of therapy or a really good biographer.LOL
 
I'm not that scary, really

I can dress to the nines and hob-nob with the "important" people quite well, when I have too (business is business). I can't hang around the puppets for very long before my urge to shock or amuse these people eventually overtakes the need to politely seem interested in their four-garage-door lives. Some people won't look beyond surfaces, my outward appearance is rarely designed to impress the masses. Believe it or not, I'm actually very polite in RL, but I laugh a bit too loud sometimes.

Thanks, Xander. This beats therapy.
 
We have important people here? oh no, and me without my furs... where is Ben when you need him. He could drape himself around me, and if they squint they will think it is the latest thing from Kilamanjaro....

Really? Important people?
 
some people call me "smiley" because I smile a lot.
I'm a chameleon who is good with people of all classes and races. I can git dowwwwn at the backyard bbq and sit primly at the opera.

I do not take myself seriously and thus tend to make other people feel comfortable around me, unless we're talking on a subject that has special significance and then I become very opinionated.

I'm a slob. hehe. I hate housework and leave dishes to be washed until the next day... or two sometimes.

Guys sometimes get offended with my style because after a couple of drinks I can be a real smart-ass, but I only do it to provoke them - to see if they can handle a little ribbing and respond with something clever instead of getting pissed off or calling me a lesbian. I've also been told by men that I'm intimidating, but I think that falls in line with me being a smart ass and not kissing up to them 100% of the time.

I'm very friendly. My ex-hubby used to consider me a flirt, which I am, but I tend to be very open with people even upon first meeting them. I talk to people at the grocery store like I know them... "Can you BELIEVE Robert Downey Jr did that again?... He have a death wish or what?"

I'm naive and too trusting as well.
 
ok i think ill just get my mom to come post on this thread but I warn you that will be one long ass post!!
 
My sister, who is a "normal" person, sees me as the family flake, a throwback to some impractical Irish ancestress who may have had a sideline in love charms.

In the past, I have served as a kind of loose cannon hetaira; an intelligent companion, but uncontrolled -- one man told me he liked me because he never knew what I was going to say next.

I'm not sure how employers see me. My career has been fragmented and eventful, and I don't seem to fit in with the corporate ideal. I've tried, but I fall far short.

From listening to others, I have gathered that I am a flaky person with undirected and unfocused intelligence, incapable of succeeding in the pursuit of the American Dream, and extraneous to boot.

Fortunately, my daughter tells me I am a Cool Mom, so that takes away all of the sting.
 
I don't know how people see me. Sometimes I wish I could crawl inside their brains to see. Most of the time, I think I'm glad I can't.

I'm shy and socially inept, awkward and klutzy. I don't often express myself well, especially if I'm talking about my opinions and feelings. I'm somewhat of a loner. I'm a big pushover. I have my quirks.

People say I'm "so quiet" and "a sweet girl".
 
well I don't know and I stoped carring about how people think about me.. It doesn't matter what they think any way.. as long as I am who I am, a complicated yet simple, loud but quiet, understanding yet confused, warm yet cold, Gentle but Rough, Big Penis yet small Ego, ( that is what the wife says), patiant yet rushed, ect......

I guess that is the best way to discribe me.. Mass confusion yet all in an order... you know just like planned spotinaity :)

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Most of the people who know me would describe me as the "strongest woman in town". During this past year, friends, family & people in the community have come to rely on me as the one who holds everything together. Until this past year, my family had always considered me a bit of a flake. I am the one who didn't marry the father of her child, raised him to be a free spirit & encouraged him to be independent. People who meet me for the first time never know what to say, I still get lots of strange looks when we go out, I am learning to deal with it. I decided a long time ago that I am not going to worry too much about what other people think, life is too short.
 
You Are All a Bunch of Wierdos...

Hybiddy-HoCho-Wickedy-Schmoe...Buhdee, buhdee, buhdeeeeeeeeee...
 
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