Day 6: 15 Things I Don’t Like to Do

This list was surprisingly difficult for me to create.  There are plenty of things I don’t like but every time I started the list, what I was writing made me sound like an asshole. I have tried to modify the list. Some of the facts still illustrate my capacity for douche-ness but I decided I really don’t care.

  1. I do not like watching or talking about reality television.  I really have no interest in the unscripted television format.  I recently had an old professor ask me what type of writing I did professionally and for my blog.  I told her that I wrote about my dating life.  She said, “So you write fiction.” I misinterpreted her statement initially taking offense to the implication that what I was writing was false.  She explained that personal accounts are relative and bias so it was hardly a full account of actual events.  Reality television is like that.  It is all the “best” parts cut down into 30 or 60 minute pieces.
  2. Looking at and especially touching people’s feet are somethings I prefer not to do.  Feet are gross.  People think penises look weird.  Look at someone’s toes. Yuck!
  3. I don’t like washing dishes or cleaning bathrooms.
  4. I don’t like using port-a-potties.  I will only use one if I absolutely have to.  Portable toilets are fucking disgusting.
  5. I don’t like to speak in front of a crowd.  I can do it if I am teaching or if what I have to say is brief but I don’t like doing it.  It makes me anxious and kind of nauseous.
  6. I hate going to weddings.  This is a fairly new development.  It is due in large part to the fact that I want to punch happy couples in the face.
  7. I don’t like to talk on the phone.  If I haven’t spoken to someone in quite a while and can actually have conversation, that is fine.   Calling just to chat when we text or message each other regularly… then why call?  I prefer not to be on the phone.  The only exception to that rule is when it comes to the men I date. I don’t mind them calling.
  8. I don’t like to be the only sober person in a room full of drunks.  I have little patience for drunks unless I am drunk as well.
  9. I don’t like to dance in public.  Don’t ask because regardless of how drunk I am and/or how hot you are it isn’t going to happen.
  10. I don’t like to go on blind dates.  I have to meet a guy first in a group setting or I won’t even entertain the idea of a date.
  11. I don’t like to cry in front of people.  It doesn’t matter how much I like you or how close I feel to you, I hate to cry in front of anyone.  I feel the same way about it as I do public speaking. If I do then I definitely need a hug and don’t be surprised if I don’t speak to you for a while after.
  12. I hate humoring people.  If I say I don’t like something or I don’t want to do something then take me at my word because I can be pretty unpleasant when I am uncomfortable.
  13. I don’t like to check my online dating profile inbox.  I find it pretty painful.
  14. I don’t like to talk to or listen to people I find unattractive talk about sex.  I don’t want to visualize you like that.  Those images are hard to get out of my head.  Of course I do have these discussions because I write about sex but… I rather have my pubic hair plucked out with tweezers.
  15. I don’t like having to repeat myself during sex.  I don’t want to have to teach a grown man something that supposedly comes more naturally to him than it does me.

And there you have it.  I could keep going but I fear it would make me seem far more misanthropic than I am.

“You Are So Weird.”

(Or More Reasons I Belong in the CCC)

I am quirky. I know I am quirky and it something that most of my friends find amusing. Some people think I am just crazy. Here are a few of the things that drive me nuts.

COTTON – I hate cotton. I don’t mind cotton clothing I mean cotton. I don’t like cotton balls. I hate to touch it. I take nail polish off with paper towels. I am getting used to the idea of q-tips, as I wear make-up and need q-tips. One of the things that bothers me most is when cotton is packed in a bottle (like an aspirin bottle.) I can’t pull it out because it snags on the mouth of the bottle and it starts to pull apart. ICK!!! I hate cotton.

STYROFOAM – I don’t dislike for environmental reasons. It is bad for the environment and that bothers me but the reason I dislike Styrofoam is the noise it makes. It makes a kinda’ squeaky, nails on a chalkboard sound. I hate when my food or drink comes in something Styrofoam and I will typical transfer it to another container before I can even eat or drink.

CHEWING LOUDLY – This is one of my biggest pet peeves and also a breach in etiquette. I really cannot stand to listen to people eat or chew. Loud eaters drive me crazy. It is rude and no one wants to hear anyone else chew. If you chew with your mouth open or talk with your mouth full, you can pretty much guarantee I won’t be eating with you again. This is one dislike that I can explain. My father had the same issue with loud eaters and “conditioned” my brother and I to be very quiet eaters and drinkers, thus instilling in us, a disdain for noisy (piggy) eaters. I just want people to eat quietly and chew with their mouths shut.

BUGS -To be more specific, I am really scared of moths, grasshoppers, crickets and mantises. These specific bugs scare the shit out of me. I think my issue with them is that they don’t brush off as easily as other bugs. They seem sticky to me. No other bugs really bother me. I don’t want them crawling on me but I am not afraid of them.

KLEENEX – Again this is a textural thing and it is one of my weirdest quirks because it makes no sense. I do not have an issue with all tissue. . . just facial tissue. I have no problem with the stuff you shove in gift bags or with toilet paper. (Actually, now that I am writing this I guess I might mildly dislike those things but not nearly as much as facial tissue.) I hate the way facial tissue feels and if it is folded over or doubled up and rubbed together it makes me want to crawl out of my skin. For some reason the idea of two sheets of tissue rubbing together makes me cringe.

STICKY – I don’t really like sticky things. I more directly have problems with sticky hard surfaces and dirty faces. This is normally an issue I experience when I am around children. (But I do like kids.)

“MOIST” – Shit. Fuck. Hell. Damn. I have a dirty mouth and I have no problem with just about any form of profanity but when someone says moist I want to hit him/her in the face.

BODY FLUIDS See sticky.

GAS IN PUBLIC – First of all, I don’t ever want anyone to fart anywhere in my general area. It is just gross. I don’t care if it is natural . . . it is fucking gross. Secondly, if you burp try to be quiet about it and excuse yourself when you do it. I realize that it happens but you don’t have to burp loudly. I know one woman who will burp loudly anywhere and then say, “Excuussseeee me!” Then she is snarky when I give her a look. That is gross and not at all attractive. Have some manners.

I think these are the weirdest and/or biggest quirks I have. Some are pretty legitimate. I know it is funny. I get made fun of for many of these.

 

The Advantages and Disadvantages of Having a Free Agent Vagina

I like and dislike casual dating.  I like it because I don’t feel the pressure of trying to impress anyone.  I am less inclined to do this lately because I am pretty impressive.  What I don’t like about casual dating is the juggling.  Juggling men makes me feel nervous, although I am honest and upfront about my situation I just don’t like the idea of saying or doing something that can be misperceived.  I never want to be hurtful or deceitful, as I have been on the receiving end of those situations far too many times and never want to intentionally mistreat someone who wants to share time with me.

I like that I can be more open and feel fewer repercussions when being open.  Being honest is what I enjoy most about casual dating.  I can say what I think, be more honest about what I need and not really have to look for acceptance if we are not in agreement.  I am slowly trying to work that into situations where I see more of a future.  I know now I can say something, if I want more, much sooner than I have in the past or simply distance myself from the situation before I suffer the wounds of long term pining and significant anguish.

I still don’t like rejection but I feel far better equipped to deal with it now.  I still feel really exposed at some points but I am more relaxed than I have been in ages.  I am content.  Contentment is beautiful.  I am happy with my place in the world once again and I feel like I am in full control of my future.  I get to decide how things end up.  I get more control over the direction things are going and I couldn’t be more thrilled about that.

I feel like I am more ready to open up.  I want to share more of myself and I am in place where I feel like I can do those things without losing myself completely.  I may still get dizzy but I will not fall.  I still want someone to lean on but I will stay grounded.  I will never give someone else sole credit for my happiness because I know now that I can make myself truly happy. 

I am finally ready to move forward and I am so fucking excited!

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