Last night Bossy and her husband were watching an interview with new Treasury Secretary Timothy Geithner, who was busy sort of explaining a revamped bank bail-out plan, but meanwhile Bossy was all, “Timothy Geithner is a Romulan!”
To which Bossy’s husband replied, “You mean Vulcan. The pointy ears.”
And Bossy was all, “No, Romulan. They have pointy ears too. Kirstie Alley was a Romulan in The Wrath of Khan. Pointy ears.”
Bossy skipped all the details about how Vulcans and Romulans are physically the same except Romulans have more pronounced ridges on their foreheads, and she skipped how both Vulcans and Romulans were originally an aggressive species sharing the same deadly hot planet, but then the Vulcans decided logic was better than war, and the Romulans disagreed and went off looking for their own planet, where they continued their aggressive warlike ways.
And Bossy skipped all of these details because, gah.
This is young teen Bossy with her boyfriend of an impossibly long duration, who was impossibly too old for her teen self, and worse: impossibly wrong for her. And he introduced Bossy to the original Star Trek television series.
There were things about Star Trek Bossy liked, although they probably weren’t the things her boyfriend imagined she was sitting there liking. Bored with most story lines, Bossy would try to imagine how many drinks Doc had before filming. Or she would try to cut Spock’s hair with her imagination.
Bossy and her then boyfriend even went to a few Star Trek conventions. And no they didn’t dress up as Klingons and ask George Takai questions like, “What is the grain the Tribbles ate while on Sherman’s Planet?”
Bossy has mixed feelings about these memories, because although something like Star Trek was innocuous, Bossy wasn’t being her whole self.
Which is what today’s Ten-Word Challenge is all about. In exactly ten words, can you tell Bossy about something your teenage self did that was totally out of character as a result of a significant other?
And be sure to check back later today for the outest of all characterness on the web.
Tried to be less smart than I really am. Pointless!
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I stupidly married the fool. Divorced him three years later.
Wore designer jeans. Gag Bossy with a really big spoon.
But only because the jeans were a present. Later tossed.
dated one only
afraid to hurt feelings
wanted another instead
Once dressed like that boyfriend, tie, boots, and all. Retch.
Allowed boyfriend to alter the way she treated old friends.
Musician. Stopped dating Band Geeks.
Dated athlete, then married him!
Gave into jealousy. Bossy has one word to sell.
I wore western wear to the Homecoming dance in ’88.
Hitchhiked cross country together- thank goodness no John Wayne Gacey!
And also? I didn’t know young teen Bossy used to date Dee Dee Ramone. Way to go, Bossy!
The answer to “What kind of grain did the Tribbles eat?” is Quadrotriticale. I too was a ST fan back in the day.
sat on inlaw’s kingsize bed to watch color star trek, stupid.
may I buy the word please?
Ignored instincts, lied to mom, but he was sloppy kisser.
i will buy word. “into” should be “in to.” no offense.
Immersed myself in a questionable religious group for three years.
I really can’t–my crowd was one big group date.
uh-oh. perhaps i am wrong. will give word back.
Drag races. Unlaced, floppy high-tops. My revenge? I Became a Cheerleader.
Urgent need for therapy and medication just thinking on it.
Watched entirely too much Disney crap and bought too much
What is “out of character” to the completely lunatic crazypants?
Slept in boys cabin at band camp, lied, snuck around.
… but seriously, I didn’t date anyone who wasn’t gay until I met my husband, so I suppose the worst thing that happened was that I had bad perms and worse bangs until I was a sophomore in college. (Which kind of bothers me, actually, because at least two of my gay ex-boyfriends are now hairdressers. WHY DIDN’T THEY TELL ME?)
Pretended size didn’t matter when we all know it does.
Heh. <– I couldn’t add that up there because then eleven.
Used entire cans of Aqua Net for stupid punk shows.
Can’t. No significant other during teen years. Zip. Zilch. Nada.
And I can’t believe Bossy had to be introduced to Star Trek. We are the same generation and you had to have been in cultural lock-down not to have been aware and watched at least a dozen of the most popular episodes. Both my sister and I found it unavoidable. We were never huge Trekkie fans but we enjoyed the show.
Was expected to live under same dark cloud he did.
tie dye everything; coveted VW microbus to follow the Dead
17 year old teenage self started dating 25 year old biker dude (sososo cute!), and became biker chick. Until mom drove by biker house one day and saw 17 year old teenage self sitting on the porch steps. That was the end of THAT. Four months later, 17 year old teenage self was voted Homecoming Queen. …and the beat goes on!
I’m too independent for my own good. I’m always me.
Jane Austen: “men like discourse”. Truth? Closeted gay Mormons do.
Tolerated gangsta rap, video games and being his last priority.
Dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, and dumb.
Stopped changing my hair color because he liked it blond.
I was distracted by every goofball. Definately goalless, planless. WASTE
Applied to a college I didn’t want to go to
Went to country club with Republicans. but I’m a fast learner.
Oh yeahhhhhh, went to a college near home. For him.
Lovely HS BF. Didn’t eff up until 20s. Then? Ohhh.
Ate lots of stuff with melted cheese. Learned to jog.
Acted okay with his sleeping with another girl. I wasn’t.
(“Sexual revolution” and all that. I discovered I wasn’t revolutionary.)
Caused my parents’ phone bill to leap into triple digits.
couldn’t let go summer stalking ended up transferring high schools
Spent way too much time in my boyfriend’s single-wide trailer.
went to University of Cornfield Left of Annapolis for him
waited for the phone to ring, lost some good friends
First French kiss, age 12, and held my teeth tight.
let him dump me again & again, low self esteem
My boyfriend got me to get drunk at a bar.
“Smiths” girl went to an evangelical Christian church with him.
Hmmmm….Should I? Is the statute of limitations up?
he was such a geek but I thought him awesome
Stayed in, didn’t stand up for myself or my family.
Worst part was, I was 26, not 16. Stupid!
Ditto Reeb in 43. Free love must have been contagious.
I spent four years wearing nothing but black.
Joined a corny brassband (flute) because he played the sousaphone.
never ever ever ever shared my opinions about anything. Boring!!!!
Dumped a friend over him. Fool. She forgave me.
I let him be my boyfriend because he was persistent.
Football star….cheerleader…..break-up hell…didn’t stand up for myself….
Star Trek? Bossy is a geek! Or was that not really a secret?
Me 21..him 32..too much….got out…married man ofmydreamsfor21yearsnow!
Spent most of college SOBER. His mom: alcoholic. Him: teetotaler.
Hung out at hockey rink way more than needed too!
wore black/ red spandex jeans, sneaked into a Club
Broke into a house to try and get girl into the Jacuzzi. It didn’t work. Spent the rest of the night with my phazer on stun.
me 19, he 41 & lived at home with mom.
Oh hell. Where to start? I was similarly involved in the dark arts. But substitute Star Trek with D&D. ‘Nuff said. But then add to it that I stopped wearing mini skirts (i.e. very wide belts) and high heels and make-up. And then I stopped going out with friends to listen to punk music and cause trouble. And then I stopped going out with the girls for coffee and conversation. And then I had to stop returning their calls.
But don’t worry. I found myself again. Dumped him and got a bitchen tattoo to remind myself in case I every forget again.
None so significant. Trolled Rutgers’ fraternity row with H.S. girlfriends.
Sorry. Missed the “10-word” part of the assignment.
Turned one good kiss into a two-year relationship.
Gave up black boots. Wore Laura Ashley.
I went to a cold-ass football game. Never again.
Wore denim mini, watched same band 5 nights a week.
Teen me dated 30yr lawyer, but I preferred back alley.
Hung out with criminals, real me went to cops later.
Stupidly driving in cars with drunk, drugged-up dudes – *shudder*
Pretended to be shy, thought it was cute. It was dumb.
Pretended to like foi gras. I drew the line sardines.
In high school, my significant other was a fluffy pillow.
practiced kissing on a nearly life size poster of Sting
Joined Nichiren Shoshu Buddhism sect when Catholic boyfriend dumped me.
I woke up early to go jogging. Young love = craziness.
liking whitesnake, tesla, great white, metallica and smoking pot.
Realized how easy being maniuplated can be!
Dated younger brother of significant other after breakup.
What was I thinking????
Didn’t come out when we both knew I was gay.
*blushing* Had car sex in a nightclub parking lot.
Detroit Grand Prix: zoom zoom zoom zoom zoom zoom yawn.
Punched his new girlfriend at a punk rock club. Slut!
1. I have so many I don’t know where to begin.
2. I pretended to love Waylon Jennings and Harley Davidson gear.
3. I pretended to linger on his every word (while cringing).
4. I pretended to love everything he did and lost myself.
I can’t write that in public! Don’t be ridiculous, Boss.
Split cost of make-money-at-home book. (Didn’t profit.)
He made Bossy stop rubber-banding the cuffs of her Parachute pants.
Learned more about football than I ever wanted to know.
Lost myself – by making him always first
Dumb dumb
Dumb
Oh, and tolerated enough cologne to hate scents for life.
Pretended to like his friend who drove drunk, was an ass.
I clipped his nasty toenails and did so while smiling.
Regret: Romeo and Juliet schtick, Kept: The Cure tape.
Played “Dutiful Virginia Hostess” then finally divorced the drunk bastard!
Dropped acid, did the nasty on his parents’ water bed.
Laying beside airport runway, night, beer, jets taking off overhead
Went out with mother’s boyfriend cuz he asked me to.
Oooof, Bossy! Ten words? Lets talk on ten-paragraph- Friday.
Significant other? If only. Resigned to merely worship from afar.
Dumped high school boyfriend. Thought grass was greener. It wasn’t.
Almost had sex to make him stay. Didn’t. Thank God.
Moved to PHL, got dumped, new Jewish Southener. Love him!
Happy Valentines Day to all!
Memorized all Philly Flyers players for him. I hate hockey!
Bossy has an awful lot to say on this subject!
Tolerated his unmotivated ass. Faked appreciation of comic book collection. Ugh.
I can’t remember that shit, Bossy. I was way drunk.
Good segue: national economics to loser boyfriends. Classic Bossy topic!
Rapelled down a mountain – scared shitless – realized I loved it!!.
Does Significant Other include parents? Withered under “umbrella of protection.”
Cared too much about what others thought. Lost self.
I am a teen so nothing really as of yet. =]
p.s. OMG that’s Johnny Sacks!<3 (rip)
I had no idea you dated him!
p.s.s. Treckies make me laugh.
Spent much time covering his drug habit. Now he’s dead.
Played D&D and smoked pot. Yuck yuck yuck yuck yuck.