Friday OT #1 - Are Those Real?

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Thanks so much to @Farnsworth for this idea! I can't think of a better way to describe it than he has here:

What are the minor annoyances that occur in your everyday life that are out of your control? This could stem from personal information, personality, physical traits, career choices, etc.

I don't want to steal Farnsy's descriptions, so I'll come up with my own.

I have very naturally curly hair. Both of our children do, as a result, if it's long enough (our son's is usually pretty short so you don't see it as much). Janny's even is if it's long enough. As a result, I'm pretty frequently asked if I have a perm (no, it's not 1987), etc.

One of the best stories to come out of this is when our daughter was about a year. She was born with a head full of hair, and it got curly around 3 or 4 months old. By six months, she looked like a little cherub with dark curls and big chubby arms. She happened to break one of those arms at daycare right a bit before her first birthday, so I had to take her to the orthopedist to make sure that it wasn't in the growth plate, etc. She had a giant batch of long curls by this time.

Anyway - we get to the appointment, and she's sitting on my lap in front of me. The orthopedist is very nice, even if he sort of gives off a tiny bit of an arrogant bravado, almost like he's flirting. I asked all of the first-time mom questions, such as if I needed to give her vitamin D drops (not necessary), if she was getting enough calcium since she was breastfeeding instead of using formula (she was, but was likely depleting my stores of calcium), etc. Anyway, we get ready to leave, and he looks directly at my chest and says, "Are those real?!" I was taken by surprise, and my eyes just got wide. He then said, "Her curls, are they real?" (Her head was at the level of my chest in front of me.) I just laughed and said yes, and then we were on our way.

Anyway - what have you got, things that become annoying in context with other people because of things you really aren't controlling?
 
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Thanks so much to @Farnsworth for this idea! I can't think of a better way to describe it than he has here:

What are the minor annoyances that occur in your everyday life that are out of your control? This could stem from personal information, personality, physical traits, career choices, etc.

I don't want to steal Farnsy's descriptions, so I'll come up with my own.

I have very naturally curly hair. Both of our children do, as a result, if it's long enough (our son's is usually pretty short so you don't see it as much). Janny's even is if it's long enough. As a result, I'm pretty frequently asked if I have a perm (no, it's not 1987), etc.

One of the best stories to come out of this is when our daughter was about a year. She was born with a head full of hair, and it got curly around 3 or 4 months old. By six months, she looked like a little cherub with dark curls and big chubby arms. She happened to break one of those arms at daycare right a bit before her first birthday, so I had to take her to the orthopedist to make sure that it wasn't in the growth plate, etc. She had a giant batch of long curls by this time.

Anyway - we get to the appointment, and she's sitting on my lap in front of me. The orthopedist is very nice, even if he sort of gives off a tiny bit of an arrogant bravado, almost like he's flirting. I asked all of the first-time mom questions, such as if I needed to give her vitamin D drops (not necessary), if she was getting enough calcium since she was breastfeeding instead of using formula (she was, but was likely depleting my stores of calcium), etc. Anyway, we get ready to leave, and he looks directly at my chest and says, "Are those real?!" I was taken by surprise, and my eyes just got wide. He then said, "Her curls, are they real?" (Her head was at the level of my chest in front of me.) I just laughed and said yes, and then we were on our way.

Anyway - what have you got, things that become annoying in context with other people because of things you really aren't controlling?

Can't top that one. /thread :)
 
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Thanks so much to @Farnsworth for this idea! I can't think of a better way to describe it than he has here:

What are the minor annoyances that occur in your everyday life that are out of your control? This could stem from personal information, personality, physical traits, career choices, etc.

I don't want to steal Farnsy's descriptions, so I'll come up with my own.

I have very naturally curly hair. Both of our children do, as a result, if it's long enough (our son's is usually pretty short so you don't see it as much). Janny's even is if it's long enough. As a result, I'm pretty frequently asked if I have a perm (no, it's not 1987), etc.

One of the best stories to come out of this is when our daughter was about a year. She was born with a head full of hair, and it got curly around 3 or 4 months old. By six months, she looked like a little cherub with dark curls and big chubby arms. She happened to break one of those arms at daycare right a bit before her first birthday, so I had to take her to the orthopedist to make sure that it wasn't in the growth plate, etc. She had a giant batch of long curls by this time.

Anyway - we get to the appointment, and she's sitting on my lap in front of me. The orthopedist is very nice, even if he sort of gives off a tiny bit of an arrogant bravado, almost like he's flirting. I asked all of the first-time mom questions, such as if I needed to give her vitamin D drops (not necessary), if she was getting enough calcium since she was breastfeeding instead of using formula (she was, but was likely depleting my stores of calcium), etc. Anyway, we get ready to leave, and he looks directly at my chest and says, "Are those real?!" I was taken by surprise, and my eyes just got wide. He then said, "Her curls, are they real?" (Her head was at the level of my chest in front of me.) I just laughed and said yes, and then we were on our way.

Anyway - what have you got, things that become annoying in context with other people because of things you really aren't controlling?


You do know you are leaving us hanging now with the other question. :)


BTW, when I was in college I did get a perm. I have natural large curls if I let my hair grow so I went to that. Permed it so I wouldnt have take the short year to have it happen naturally. I had women ask me all the time if they were natural and would run their hands through it all the time. I honestly would be sitting in Kildee and the woman behind me would start rubbing my hair.
 
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My father was a Lutheran pastor. It always irritated me when people would ask, "Are you going to be a pastor too?"

I wanted to ask their father's profession, and then ask them "Well, are you going to be a _____
too?" (I never did, my mother taught me to be polite and respectful.)
 
My father was a Lutheran pastor. It always irritated me when people would ask, "Are you going to be a pastor too?"

I wanted to ask their father's profession, and then ask them "Well, are you going to be a _____
too?" (I never did, my mother taught me to be polite and respectful.)


If you live in a rural setting, you will find out that following your parents holds true for about 90% of the population. Even though I didn't right away, 10 years later I came back.
 
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If you live in a rural setting, you will find out that following your parents holds true for about 90% of the population. Even though I didn't right away, 10 years later I came back.

I would wholeheartedly agree with you - but I never heard people asking farm children if they were going to be farmers. Or plumbers' kids the same. Just irked me that everyone assumed I would be a clergyman.

The ironic part is that I am very active in the church, have led worship, preached sermons, served Communion, etc. So I guess I'm the one with egg on my face!!!! :confused:
 
I would wholeheartedly agree with you - but I never heard people asking farm children if they were going to be farmers. Or plumbers' kids the same. Just irked me that everyone assumed I would be a clergyman.

The ironic part is that I am very active in the church, have led worship, preached sermons, served Communion, etc. So I guess I'm the one with egg on my face!!!! :confused:


Sounds like a second career calling.
 
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People (outside of immediate family and very very close friends) who ask what **** costs. Not in a discreet or polite way but just come right out and ask. It always rubs me the wrong way. And often it's the same person or people. I've made it a habit to automatically either wildly inflate the actual cost or state it at about 10% and say I got it at a yard sale or thrift store.
 
My father was a Lutheran pastor. It always irritated me when people would ask, "Are you going to be a pastor too?"

I wanted to ask their father's profession, and then ask them "Well, are you going to be a _____
too?" (I never did, my mother taught me to be polite and respectful.)

I can relate. My dad's a doctor, so each and every one of us kids got asked if we were going to be one as well. People sure got disappointed when we turned into an engineer, a lawyer, an accountant, and a cop.
 
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My friend who is married to a 6' 9" tall guy will just blurt out how tall he is or caption every photo with how tall he is because 99% of people will ask.
 
People chewing with their mouth open bothers me...a lot. Strangely, if they are trying to talk at the same time, not so much but, if they are just chewing...SMH.

Last year I took both the 23 and Me ancestry and health DNA tests. Come to find out that I have a gene(s) that makes it more likely for me to be bothered by people chewing with their mouths open. I had not heard of such a thing and can't fathom how or why that would happen.

Now I don't know whether to be bothered more by the fact that I have the gene(s) or that there is a gene(s) for that.
 
People chewing with their mouth open bothers me...a lot. Strangely, if they are trying to talk at the same time, not so much but, if they are just chewing...SMH.

Last year I took both the 23 and Me ancestry and health DNA tests. Come to find out that I have a gene(s) that makes it more likely for me to be bothered by people chewing with their mouths open. I had not heard of such a thing and can't fathom how or why that would happen.

Now I don't know whether to be bothered more by the fact that I have the gene(s) or that there is a gene(s) for that.

People chewing with their mouth open bothers me...a lot. Strangely, if they are trying to talk at the same time, not so much but, if they are just chewing...SMH.

Last year I took both the 23 and Me ancestry and health DNA tests. Come to find out that I have a gene(s) that makes it more likely for me to be bothered by people chewing with their mouths open. I had not heard of such a thing and can't fathom how or why that would happen.

Now I don't know whether to be bothered more by the fact that I have the gene(s) or that there is a gene(s) for that.

People that repeat themselves bother me.
 
My father was a Lutheran pastor. It always irritated me when people would ask, "Are you going to be a pastor too?"

I wanted to ask their father's profession, and then ask them "Well, are you going to be a _____
too?" (I never did, my mother taught me to be polite and respectful.)

I am just going to go and assume you ended up being tossed out of seminary school. :rolleyes:
 
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My father was a Lutheran pastor. It always irritated me when people would ask, "Are you going to be a pastor too?"

I wanted to ask their father's profession, and then ask them "Well, are you going to be a _____
too?" (I never did, my mother taught me to be polite and respectful.)
Weren't you preaching to the masses at The Runway?
 
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