Here are a few stories that clue you in to exactly what is going on inside the mind of your favorite (ahem!) art director. Spoilers: you may not want to know.
- When I was in high school on a trip to Paris, the person at the door of Notre Dame didn’t want to let me in because my shoulders were uncovered. Instead of waiting for some of my fellow students to come back outside with a shawl for me, I slipped in the exit. Personality assessment: impatient, possessing a certain disregard for rules I think are pointless
- In sixth grade I raised my hand after another kid’s presentation about trees to correct the way he pronounced “deciduous.” Personality assessment: nerdy, smug, surprisingly unpopular
- When I was little my brother told me that if I (and only I) used his Lite-Brite it would burn the house down, because there was something wrong with the wiring. So I stopped using it. Personality assessment: gullible, worrier, typical younger sibling
- I tend to gravitate toward non-fiction books, even for fun reading. Sure, I like the occasional fluffy novel, but even the fiction I read is more Game of Thrones or 1Q84 than James Patterson. Personality assessment: nerdy, can’t let go and have fun, real-life Lisa Simpson
- I had never lived with cats before moving into my apartment (where two of them lived) last year, and didn’t know what to expect. Now one of them hangs out with me every possible moment. Personality assessment: complete sucker for anything cute and furry, even when it knocks over all your stuff
- In undergrad, I cycled through four different majors: English, romance languages, foreign language education, and psychology (which is what I graduated with). Personality assessment: lost, indecisive, unable to plan for the future
- Every Thanksgiving I sleep through the parade and ignore football, but insist on watching the entire National Dog Show. Personality assessment: loves animals, clearly has priorities in order
- I went through a phase where all I knit was hats. Eventually, I had more than I could store or probably ever wear. So I donated some to Occupy Wall Street and later to Hurricane Sandy survivors. Personality assessment: obsessive knitter, part of the 99%, pretty generous when I run out of storage space
- A couple of summers ago, I got fat-shamed on the subway by a dude who told me I should go running for an hour every morning. I called him out at the top of my lungs so that everyone around him would hear. Personality assessment: has occasional bouts of confidence, not taking any of your shit
- In poking around on Ancestry.com, I found a tie to the Salem Witch Trials, Mayflower, and Plantagenet dynasty. So I went out and bought books on all three topics because I didn’t really pay attention in history class before. Personality assessment: selfishly only interested in history when it relates to my family tree, apparently descended from the most British line of people ever
2 replies on “10 Second Anecdotes That Reveal Too Much About Me: Liza”
I used to be correct girl as well. And that girl that would sigh if people would struggle with words or read too slow to my liking. Such a word snob.
Ha! #3 made me giggle because I thought something very similar – that if anything fell down the heating vents, the house would explode. (Logical, to Small Me, because the furnace was FIRE.)
I dropped a Playmobil piece down there once (a teeny-tiny bike stand, I think) and tried to evacuate the house. No one listened to me and it took me a long time to realize that we weren’t facing an imminent fiery death.