Because it's the first time I've been tagged, and because it's Colonel Colonel, I will respond to the meme which requires me to quickly write 8 random facts/habits about myself.
1. I am very big on 'please' & 'thank you'. If I hold a door open for a stranger and there is no acknowledgement, I loudly say "You're welcome" with a bright smile. It pleases me to discomfort the rude & thoughtless in this fashion.
2. I would rather eat ice-cream out of the container than from a bowl.
3. When I cut into a passionfruit, the aroma makes my toes curl with an almost-sexual delight.
4. I smoked a packet of cigarettes a day for seventeen years. I haven't so much as touched one for ten years come this November - except the one I lit for my mother on her death bed. She also asked for a gin & tonic.
5. I am the second-worst housekeeper that I know. My apartment is constantly untidy & there are often several days' worth of dishes in the sink.
6. I am an excellent knitter. My tension is freakishly even.
7. I do not like being hot. I thrive in the cold. This morning I ducked out for the newspaper & a thing of milk. I was in a t-shirt. Everyone else had gloves, scarves, coats. I used to say I didn't feel the cold. But it is more Lawrence of Arabia - the trick isn't not to feel it. The trick is not to mind it.
8. I have many handbags.
10 comments:
I'm completely with you on please and thank you. My latest pet peeve is the reply "no problem".
Me: "Thank you."
Them: "No problem."
Huh? I never assumed it was. What happened to "You're Welcome"?? It's the same number of syllables, so it's not like it would use up any more breath...
I keep vowing I'm going to reply to that with "Oh really? I'd hoped it was" but then I chicken out.
I haven't had a passionfruit in a long, long time ... but I'm going to get one and test the toe curl. If it happens to me I'll buy a case!
Love & Hugs,
Your Cyber Grandmother
I totally agree with you on the please and thank you thing. When I go into or exit a store, I always hold the door for whoever is behind me. About half the time there is no acknowledgment of that whatsoever.
I am quite the opposite when it comes to being cold. I can't stand it at all, but oddly enough hot weather has little effect on me.
Note to self: Ask for Gin and Tonic on my death bed.
Cissy - I don't think I've ever had passionfruit. I may have to try it sometime.
I'm very impressed with people who knit. I can't do it. I mean, I can do the knit perl thingie. It's just that instead of relaxing me, it makes me feel like my head will explode. I finished half a scarf and turned in my needles for good.
Cissy, one of the things that bugs me in this day and age is people who respond to a "Thank you" with another "thank you." It's everywhere in the media and it drives me mad. I even wrote to William Safire at the New York Times to ask him what ever happened to "You're welcome!"
Colonel: I think those of us toiling at the coal-face of retail get to see the worst behaviour. And for some reason the twenty-five delightful customers you just served can be wiped out by one old guts-ache. I do find, though, that in the book shop, other browsing customers will catch my eye sympathetically, or even say something, when there has been a Rudeness Incident.
sara sue: Please report back Granny.
mike: Oh do indeed. It was the classic deathbed scene - the whole family gathered around the bed. She was in no condition to smoke or drink (as you can imagine) but we were heartened that she was so much herself right to the end.
Pheebs: Freshly cut passionfruit stirred into plain yoghurt or sclooped over cantalope - yummo. You report back too.
Catalyst: You guys might have got that from us - though we say "No worries" or more crudely "No wucken furries".
I'm a sucker for set-ups: who's first on your worst housekeeper list?
Marlowe. Which means he is my favourite person to stay with because I can relax my normally stringent 'best behaviour' in terms of tidiness when staying at other peoples' houses. I am so casually & genetically untidy, that when I am a guest I am on alert for my shortcomings. One friend berated me severely for putting a crumpled but CLEAN tissue on her coffee table. Eep. In Melbourne at Marlowe's we re-la-a-ax.
I do the #1 also. And #7, I figure the cold's not going to kill me so I suck it up to remember on hot days.
Chickie - unfortunately there are some kids who no longer get lovely gifts from Auntie Cissy because their parents didn't sit them down and MAKE them write thank you notes. It was a first of January tradition in my house growing up. Kids sitting at the big table, pile of notepaper, list annotated by Mother matching sender with the Xmas gift received.
"Dear ---,
Thank you very much for the lovely ---. I have already played with it / broken it / hidden it / eaten it / swapped it. I also got (a series of presents better than the one you gave me).
love from Cissy xoxo"
Same thing post-Birthday. It was a chore at the time, but I am really glad now cause I still send thank you notes. If I have posted a gift, sometimes I don't even know if it has been received, let alone get the thank you (I'm even okay with a phone call, email or text, for heaven's sake!)
In common with many child-free adults, I know exactly how kids should be raised.
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