Ready for a little truth or dare to make these last two days until the weekend awesome? Let’s go!
Truth: What’s something you’ve lied about to seem more cool? I often pretend I know the lyrics to songs I don’t know when I’m around people who intimidate me. I want to be cool, donchaknow!
Dare: Try eating something today that you’ve always been sure you don’t like but have never really tried. Just a nibble or a sip will do. For me, this means trying a pickle.
Did any of you take up last week’s dare? It was about giving strangers odd compliments.
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I can’t think of specific examples, but I have nodded wisely to avoid admitting that I don’t know what someone is talking about. I do this to my husband a lot when he starts talking about cars. I will try the dare instead. I’ve been trying new recipes lately, I’ll throw in some new foods while I’m at it :).
I pretend to know WAY more about politics than I really do. I have a MILLION things to do. Â I don’t really care about the inner workings of politicians’ social lives. Â Do Not Care. Â But in law school, these are the conversations….
Also, while I was working at a hotel front desk, this redneck guy kept bothering me every night for two weeks. Â Finally I pulled out a picture of my “girlfriend” who was coming to pick me up that night. Â A picture of my best friend right after she had dyed her hair pink, given herself a short buzz cut and put on a spiked leather choker. Â He never came back. Â Didn’t really make me seem cooler, but it did make me feel safer!
Wait… you have never had a pickle?
Pickles are the devil. In my mind. Because I’ve never had one.
I’m sorry, you’ve never had a pickle? We need to talk.
I don’t read neeeeeearly as much as I’d like, and will be very vague about my reading activities if pressed. (In my defence, I read papers, but again, not as much as I should. :/)
When I was in graduate school, I worked at a coffee shop. Â We had a regular customer who would come in and be a jerk, and one time, I spilled some milk and started to wipe it up, and he said, “you’ll make a good housewife some day.” Â I said, “actually, I’m going to be a doctor in two months.” Â It wasn’t really a lie. Â But it was kind of a lie, because I’m not that kind of a doctor. Â I was just so angry.
Fuuuuuck HIM.
I mean, who cares if you actually wanted to be a housewife, that’s just not something you say to someone when they’re cleaning something up. EVER.
He was generally awful. Â It got to the point that when I would see him come in, I would just go to the back until after he left.
WHAT. What a complete and utter jerkface.
Correct response: Â “Well, you’re an a**hole NOW.” Â But I liked yours too.
I sometimes pretend I know more about the current music than I do – which is not hard considering I don’t know anything about current music. I listen to sports talk radio and occasionally classic country, 90s/00s country and XM 70s/80s stations. Everything else is just noise to me.
I know so little about current music that it’s embarrassing. Â But it’s also impossible for me to pretend, because I know SO LITTLE.
Wear your badge of current music ignorance proudly! Rarely do I know who the music acts are on Saturday Night Live. The only “new” music that I listen to is from The Civil Wars, and it sounds like it has been out for 60+ years.
Give me a pedal steel and the languished sigh of a violin any day over a synthesizer and the evil that is the autotuner.
For years I didn’t want to own that I like a lot of pre 2000 country music, lest everyone think I was some right wing nut job. Lately though, I can’t be assed to care. I am listening to “Maybe It Was Memphis” by Pam Tillis right now. It’s a kick ass song and I like it.
XM 58 is my second favorite preset. Bonus = No Taylor Swift.
Ha ha, me too. It’s right up there with the classic rock station and the acoustic singer songwriter station.
I love country music.
There is country music that came out after 1990?
There is, but they promptly stopped making it in 1999. Or at least as far as I know that is true.
Maybe it was Southern summer nights… oh my god, I had forgotten how much I LOVE that entire Pam Tillis album. Off to iTunes.
As a fellow pre-2000s country lover, Maybe It Was Memphis is one of the greatest songs ever.
I made up an entire boyfriend when someone in highschool noticed I had a new ring after Valentine’s Day (it was a gift from my father). I used a picture of a very young James Marsden as ”proof”. Is this too honest?
Too awesome is what that is.
That’s hilarious! Napoleon Dynamite had a picture of his make-believe girlfriend; he showed it around school. Therefore, your life should be a movie.
Oh I definitely know that! Meeting boyfriend freckle in a zoo alone will give me Film House Cred.
Spread the gospel of being some of the 85% of people who don’t meet from online dating!
It was through a student message board though ..so I’m half way not of the 85%?
I’ll give that a pass. It wasn’t ye olde online-dating sites.
I do not care who married whoever with okharmatch; I spent coughtenyearscough playing the online-dating game. It sucks giant donkey balls.
Issues, I has them!
I did the dare a couple of days ago, as it happens, by trying bannoffee pie. Suffice to say, I still don’t like it but at least I can say I’ve tried it now.
Did you make the bannoffee pie? Because that’s not just a dare, that’s like being a culinary dare devil. Like, just bake these sealed cans of sweetened condensed milk in the oven for a few hours and hope they don’t explode. I quite enjoy bannoffee pie, but I am totally too chicken to make it.
No, I didn’t make it. If I’m cooking some random meal, I don’t mind the possibility I may not like it, but if I’m baking? I want to know I can eat it and enjoy it!
Can you not open the cans and cook them in boiling water on the stove? Â Or does that kill the whole process?
Banana + coffee?
No, banana and toffee!
You didn’t like it? Meep.
I really can’t think of anything that I lie about to appear cool… I am not big on humblebrags or regular brags typically (it seems that when I want people to be happy for me they’re not anyways) and most of the stuff people think is cool is true… but I never really desire to be ‘cool,’ just accepted. I guess if anything I will sometimes go along with things that I really don’t agree with so people will like me. I don’t have an issue when someone has different opinions/feelings as me, but the second I deviate from their hive-mind script/agenda well then I am not cool enough to associate with.
It’s always tough to voice a differing opinion, especially if you are around people you don’t know very well/can’t trust their appreciation of you yet.
I have a fairly diverse vocabulary, but when I’m talking with someone who uses words I don’t understand, more often than not I’ll pretend to know what they’re talking about because it seems too embarrassing to admit I don’t know the word they just said!
I do that too. Also, musicologists totally do that with philosophy generally. Like, people just BANDY ABOUT names of philosophers or theorists and don’t explain their theories at all and there is totally this disciplinary code of silence where no one talks about how they don’t really get _______’s theory. It is the thing I hate about my discipline the most.
Hah! That’s both one of my pet peeves and one of the things that amuses me about appropriations of my discipline. It could probably be said that certain areas of philosophy are wont to do this as well. Philosophy of mind, for the most part, could be accused of being full of pseudoscience, and the accusations would probably be right. It likes to take random bits of scientific studies and then make grand philosophical claims about it.
Sometimes this is legit, but since not many of these philosophers are the same people doing the studies, there’s a definite gap there.
Oh, yes. Â I pretend to understand words I don’t.
I have a ton of friends who are Serious Literature snobs so I’ve definitely edited my Goodreads account to leave out some of the more embarrassing stuff and have mocked authors/genres that I enjoy. I don’t do it so much anymore because we don’t work together so the potential for mocking is much lower.
I’ve avoided voicing my opinion of some classic literature that I strongly do not enjoy to avoid my taste being called into question. I don’t like A Doll’s House, ok. I know it’s supposed to be grand feminist lit, but Nora drives me right up the wall in the third act with the “You couldn’t possibly understand my problems!” bit. See also, The Portrait of a Lady and The Awakening. Lordy but I have gotten flack about those.
My copy of Portrait of a Lady is bent and battered, and that’s not from loving re-readings, if you catch my drift.
The only character I liked in that book died. I hate that. Oh look, this guy is a decent nice fellow, he must be terminally ill.
I loved A Doll’s House when I read it in college, but I haven’t reread it since. I suspect these days she’d probably bug me. I can’t remember if I ever read The Portrait of a Lady and I’m almost positive I missed The Awakening. Ah, well. I really need to catch up on my classics, especially since most are available for free as ebooks.
I didn’t like A Doll’s House either! (Admittedly this was back in late high school, I think? so my understanding of it may’ve been lacking a lot of context.)
I liked it better when I had to read it in college than when I read it in high school, but I still don’t like it. It’s mostly the scene where Torvald asks Nora to explain why she’s upset and she refuses. This is probably a personal pet peeve though, as I have had to mediate quite a few fights between my parents were one party or the other was doing the “THEY KNOW WHAT THEY DID!” routine.
I get really anxious when I talk to people about books.