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Meme: 7 Random & Weird Things About Me
Last week recruiting Goddess, Lindsay Olson, tagged me for this blog meme.
Although I don’t like the idea of having myself as the focus of a blog post, I don’t want to be the victim of some Web 2.0 curse for breaking the meme. Like it or not, here are seven random and weird things about me:
- I was a vegetarian and didn’t drink alcohol for twelve years. In 2002, I turned forty and wanted a burger and beer, so I had them. So much for clean living.
- I can spin a basketball on my finger. I played on the Westwood High girls varsity basketball team. The team is known nationally for being a dynasty for its record of a decade of consecutive wins. I can actually spin almost anything on my finger. Much to my kids’ horror I am often found spinning a waitress’ tray while we are out to dinner.
- I had an afro (and pick) in high school. It was not pretty. Think Tito from The Jackson 5. The invention of hair gel in the early 80s changed my life. I thought the past was behind me until my daughter uploaded a bunch of photos on Facebook of me back in the 70s.
- I started my career as a security guard, complete with hat and tie. Don’t worry, I wasn’t packing any heat. I wanted to go to graduate school to get an MBA. I couldn’t afford to pay for grad school, so I took a job as a security job at Prime Computer to help pay for school. Kevin Lento, the manager of the second shift logistics operations told me I looked ridiculous in the uniform and offered me a second shift job picking and packing orders in his warehouse. He told me Prime would pay for my MBA. From there I received a slew of promotions and eventually made it into Prime’s marketing department.
- I cry very easily when seeing or hearing a sad story/situation about people or animals — and most of the time I don’t know them. While I’m known for being a warrior in business situations and would never cry, I have an empathy gene the size of a drag queen’s shoe. My Mom had an enormous heart and I’m convinced I got it from her. I will always choose the underdog in any situation — one of the big reasons I choose to have so many entrepreneurs as clients.
- My mother made me take piano lessons when I was in elementary school and I hated it. She used to drop me off at the piano teacher’s house and then pick me up an hour later. One day I cooked up a big, fat lie and told my teacher that I couldn’t come any more because my Mom couldn’t afford it. For the next month or so, my Mom would drop me off at his house, I would wave goodbye as she pulled out of his driveway and then I would run down to my friend’s house and hang out for an hour. When it was time to be picked up I would go back to his house and jump in the car when my Mom showed up. One day my Mom called the teacher to ask why he hadn’t been cashing her checks. Doh! The gig was up at that point and my Mom busted me.
- When I was in high school, I convinced my Mom that it was OK for my friends to drive her car alone as long as they had had a learner’s permit. My Mom was a single working mother long before there was such a thing as a single working mother. She had a lot going on in trying to juggle all the plates that came with that role — she just didn’t have time to check whether what I was telling her was true and why should she…it’s not like her daughter would ever lie to her. Every weekend, my unlicensed friend Kippy Kelley would drive away with a carload filled with me and my friends, my Mom again waving in a cloud of innocence. To this day I feel terrible about what I put my Mom through. I have a feeling she is in heaven laughing as my teenage daughter Julia does things like host a party at our main residence while we are innocently ringing in the New Year at our summer home on the Cape.
Here are the seven peeps I’m tagging to keep the meme alive:
Here are the meme rules for my fellow bloggers:
- Link your original tagger(s), and list these rules on your blog.
- Share seven facts about yourself in the post – some random, some weird.
- Tag seven people at the end of your post by leaving their names and the links to their blogs.
- Let them know they’ve been tagged by leaving a comment on their blogs and/or Twitter.
To readers of this post, please share a random and/or weird thing about yourself by posting a comment.
December 7th, 2008 at 11:42 am
I like the # 5 the best. Thats my Kel!!
December 7th, 2008 at 12:14 pm
thanks nancy. something tells me you probably do the same thing. nothing wrong with a big heart. it’s genetic.
December 7th, 2008 at 12:24 pm
Hi Kel my twitter pal
Great Post. I like all 7 of your things. Number 2 had my laughing lol, I had a vision of you spinning the waitress/waiter on your finger.
Here’s a random thing about me. I’m a Vegetarian (If it walk, run or fly I don’t eat it): As a kid I used to always trade my meat with my other 4 siblings for their Bread, never really cared much for meat. I would just keep chewing it and chewing it and chewing it, but not want to swallow it. Then it dawned on me, wait till my mom leaves the dinner table, then trade it with my siblings for their Bread or other things i like on their plate. I had to do that because my mom would figure out I was throwing it in the trash, out the window & any other place I could stash it. That was a Huge No No lol. Haven’t eaten meat since I was about 15, I’m 37 now. I have no intentions on starting to eat meat again.
Cheavor,
December 7th, 2008 at 12:48 pm
cheavor, your post made me laugh as well! that is a long time to be a vegetarian. i don’t eat a ton of meat these days, but the smell of ribs cooking on a bbq brings me to my knees. it sounds like you eat fish. true? i could live on fish, particularly sushi. it is just not convenient enough given my chaotic life. thanks for the insight!
December 7th, 2008 at 1:14 pm
#5 is my choice to. We know the savvy business woman you are. But, few know the heart that beats within. The kindness, generosity, and love of family immediate and extended goes without saying.
You are an inspiration to all of us who know and love you.
You are your Mother’s daughter in so many ways. Our Sweet Aunty Joanne.
Oh Yes, Kel I cry easily to.
December 7th, 2008 at 1:19 pm
karen, thanks for making me cry just to prove me right. i appreciate your kind words.
December 7th, 2008 at 5:02 pm
Kel,
This seems like a mutation of the “Blog-Tag” game I started on December 10, 2006. – please see: http://pulverblog.pulver.com/archives/006087.html
Nice to see this strain of the mutation is still alive.
December 7th, 2008 at 5:39 pm
Yup! I do eat fish, providing it’s Saltwater Fish: Red Snapper, Salmon, Strawberry Grouper and so on. Nyum Nyum
No freshwater fish, freshwater doesn’t clean itself and can easily be contaminated. It’s hard to poison the Ocean 
I also eat all the other typical Vegetarian dishes Tofu, Soy Milk, etc. You can leave the best pieces of Steak in my frig and it will go untouch by me 
I’m not one of those Vegetarians that get grossed out by their friends eating Meat, it doesn’t gross me out, I just don’t like it.
Cheavor,
December 7th, 2008 at 5:55 pm
jeff, why am i not the least bit surprised to hear that something you started two years ago is still making the rounds. let me know what stocks you are buying these days. haha! thanks for the insight, jeff!
December 8th, 2008 at 1:27 pm
Kel, thanks for sharing. One of my favorite sayings is “every life has a story” and that even the sharpest, most savvy business people that can make us shake in our shoes also have hearts and emotions and things from their past they don’t always want to bring to the surface! Good for you for sharing you stories, you should take the spinning waitress trays on the road!
December 8th, 2008 at 6:29 pm
dee dee, i think my story would be a sitcom. although maybe the spinning tray could get me on one of these new reality talent shows. lol!
December 9th, 2008 at 11:21 am
Thanks for playing along, Kel! We have a lot in common. Your number 3 is hilarious and I totally understand your 5. I’m exactly the same.
December 9th, 2008 at 12:48 pm
thanks lindsay. hopefully the 7 peeps i tagged will keep it going. if not, we can put away our empathetic hearts and open a can of whoop-ass on them. ha!