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I am, I believe, a picky person.
And I have often been told that I am missing out because of this. But when I ask what it is that I am missing out on, I am given a long list of things that I have tried and would rather not waste my precious time or taste buds on, thankyouverymuch.
Things like chili. Avocados. Tomatoes. Tiramisu. Coffee. Dark chocolate. Tea. Coke. Most chips that are colored orange. Salsa–though, I do enjoy that style of dancing. Taco Bell, yes the whole place. Clothes that match too well. Screamo bands (though I do dearly love some of those who do it…). Loreena McKennit (somebody who I will not mention used to listen to her all. the. time). Mashed potatoes. Arbitrary commenting on another’s appearance. And too-long fingernails.
And that’s just the short list; there is way more where that came from, believe me.
See, it is not so very difficult for me to form my opinion, I think. Except lately I have been vacillating over mushrooms. Turns out they are not quite as terrible as I had thought for most of my life. In fact, I recently ordered a salad and, upon hearing that it regularly comes with mushrooms, I didn’t ask them to prepare it sans the mushrooms, for once. But then I proceeded to eat around every last one of the mushrooms, leaving them quietly neglected at the bottom of the dish. Go figure.
But all this to say, that I usually know what I don’t want.
Which brings me to a conversation I had with my friend Christian a bit ago. He called me up laughing, so excited to tell me about a recent exchange he had with one of the guys who works at a local pizza shop we often go to around here, Rosa’s. Except the last time, Christian went alone. And this guy remarked upon that fact and then asked, So, what’s the story with that blond who’s usually here with you? Is she your sister?
When Christian told him I was a good friend, he proceeded to ask if I am single. At which point, Christian–honest guy that he is–had to say yes. Because I am, I guess. But then to scare him off (Christian informed me), he told him, But she very recently went through a divorce…
Um, thanks, Christian.
Because the guys at Rosa’s might have been the last people to know about my story, so I guess it was time.
But then Pizza Guy asked Christian to put in a good word for him.
And ugh. Cause the thing is, I know that I don’t want to date him. And yes, Pizza Guy might really be nice and hey! he knows how to make pizza (and on a side note, not just any pizza, either, but my very favorite kind of pizza in the whole world: their version of barbeque chicken pizza!), I know that I know that I know that I don’t want to date him. And it’s not like it’s him, necessarily–it’s actually most people in the world.
Because I wouldn’t date most people.
And unfortunately, it got to the point where I found myself married to one of them–a person I wouldn’t date…So, that was a real problem, as you can well imagine. But back to Pizza Guy. How do you just say I wouldn’t date you? I suppose I could just say I am not dating anyone right now–but the truth has much more to do with the fact that no, I would not date him, super pizza-making abilities, and all. And I don’t anticipate it being a real problem or anything, but it is kind of annoying, because I really do enjoy their pizza and don’t want it to be awkward in there.
And how weird that I am once again in this kind of a situation, because well, it’s been a minute, to say the least.
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ahaha this is really funny. And please, you might want to rethink your initial stance. I mean, think about it. Free food at Rosa’s!! That’s worth something, right?
And this story reminds me of the time we all had pizza and delicious fried dough from Rosa’s for a family get together and I was out of the room for like 5 minutes and when I got back all the fried dough was GONE. And since I hadn’t had any, really, I complained about it… maybe a little too passionately.
And later, you quietly slipped me a $10 bill, admitting that you thought they were really delicious and ate most of them and felt badly about it. I just always think it’s so funny because you barely ever eat anything and there were about 7 people at that family dinner who I thought had overeaten before I would have accused you of such a thing!
Yes, I could see trying it for the free food–but the thing is, I basically get free food there anyway. Cause I usually go with either Jonathan or Christian and I only ever order one slice of bbq chx pizza and a cup of water and that is about a whopping $2, so they always just say they’ll get it. See? Free food already!!!
And that story made me laugh so hard…I didn’t realize you hadn’t gotten ANY fried dough and I had eaten a lot of it, and I felt so badly…I figured the money was the least I could do!!! Lol
Free food for all your friends and family, Jessica, not just you! For everyone you know.
yeah right–I bet that wouldn’t even happen!!! I bet he’d give me like a fifty cent discount on up to three items!!1
Oh, and:
Things like chili.
Agreed.
Avocados.
I love Guacamole, but not in any other form.
Tomatoes.
Agreed.
Tiramisu.
Agreed.
Coffee.
Agreed.
Dark chocolate.
Agreed.
Tea.
Agreed.
Coke.
Disagree – but I hate anything Diet.
Most chips that are colored orange.
Don’t know what you mean. Like Doritos? If so, disagree.
Salsa–though, I do enjoy that style of dancing.
Like the dip, more than the dancing.
Taco Bell, yes the whole place.
Oh man, they have a Caramel Apple Empenada that is incredible there.
Clothes that match too well.
Irrelevant to my life, because not possible even if I liked it.
Screamo bands (though I do dearly love some of those who do it…)
Hmmm, I think it still needs to click for you. Maybe it will at some point!
. Loreena McKennit (somebody who I will not mention used to listen to her all. the. time)
Haha, I had no idea she was an obsession for the unmentionable.
. Mashed potatoes.
Agree,
Arbitrary commenting on another’s appearance.
Agree.
And too-long fingernails.
Agree.
oh and I generally will dislike an orange colored chip. Doritos, cheese curls, those crunchy things with that…tiger or cheetah named chester, was it? It’s just a rule that seems to work for me.
Those crunchy things from Chester Cheetah are just more cheese curls. I hate cheese curls, but I love Doritos. But nothing but the original flavor. Cool ranch makes me angry. As does lime flavored tortilla chips. Why mess with a good thing like this!
oh that’s where we differ…I LOVE lime flavored tortilla chips!!!! LOVE THEM. Sorry, Jase:)
and nope–don’t like doritos. And since they’re not good for you anyway, I never tried very hard to change that.
I LOVE lime flavored tortilla chils!!!!
You’re part of the problem.
what are lime flavored tortilla CHILS??? is that what runs up and down your spine at the thought of how much I love them?
It’s that moment when I’m all like, “Oh wow, there are chips here!” and then I see that dreaded green marking on the bag and I’m like, “oh crap.”
and by then the look on your face makes it quite obvious that you have a classic case of the lime flavored tortilla chills!!!
well I think it’s funny you mentioned someone as “the unmentionable”–don’t people refer to underwear that way too??
And I am glad that we both agree on most of that list. And perhaps I am too harsh on Taco Bell–that carmel apple somethingorother sounds pretty darn good. And hahahaha what if you were obsessed with matching your clothes?? I don’t really think ANY of us could be–mom and pop really never mentioned that kind of stuff to us while growing up. They never mentioned ironing clothes either. Or even really separating out the darks from the lights–I didn’t start doing that till not that long ago, actually!
With the priority mom and pop put on clothes, we’re lucky we’re not nudists.
well, pop was pretty clear about never wanting me to “show what I’ve got” which basically horrified me when I heard that at all of twelve years old!!!
Chili is awesome. Tomatoes I can understand, I had an aversion as a child, but we made up. Coffee – welcome to America, comrade, where this is the national drink. Milk chocolate just seems too sweet anymore. Diet Coke is good – especially with lime in it. I will not be Taco Bell’s defender. I’d like it if everything I wore was shades of blue.
Tiramisu, Loreena McKennit – these don’t know.
But I have a question about this one:
Arbitrary commenting on another’s appearance.
Is this about Random Bar Guy hitting on you by saying that you look beautiful, or Russian? Kind of a “trial-of-the-attractive” sort of thing? I guess I can see how that would get annoying, but that is easily solved with a fake facial wart or something.
Arbitrary commenting is more like when people say things about you that are not necessarily kind–like, “wow, you’re sooo skinny,” or “you’re incredibly tall.” stuff like that.
And nobody is stopping you from only ever wearing shades of blue!:)
Ah, yes, I know about how the skinny comment bugs you. I have to chuckle when people call me skinny (ok, only my mom does this) because in my case it is certainly a (very) kind and (abundantly) generous description.
But I must channel Seth and Amy as I say “Really? Incredibly tall? Really?” You are certainly not “incredibly” tall. Incredibly tall (meaning “so tall as to be unbelievable”) is like that 7 foot model. Though I believe that she is real, so I guess “incredible” still doesn’t fit.
Yep–I think incredibly tall is definitely an exaggeration! And skinny I don’t really mind. It’s when someone says that I’m the skinniest person in the world, that it gets annoying. And yes, I’ve heard that!
Yeah, that definitely doesn’t sound like “compliment gone wrong” but more like “unthinking blathering.” Poor person(s).
Ha ha, this whole topic reminds me of those times when I have run into particularly blunt kids that have told me “you’re fat.” I think the last time this happened it went like this:
Particularly blunt kid: “You’re fat.”
Me: “That’s right.”
PBK: “Why are you fat?”
Me: “I like to eat.”
Well PBK wouldn’t be able to say that to you at all–you’re looking quite svelte these days!!:)
Did you see the blue today? Wasn’t it calming?
The blue was quite lovely; good choice!
Calling the blue lovely was an arbitrary comment.
Nope.
It was quite clearly a compliment, which is something of which I highly approve;-)
Well, let me tell you, I had an experience at Panera once(a place that my friend Justin works, and often a stop before class for a coffee or a quick bite to eat). So, a guy there was very creepy, and was cleaning the window on the front door one time when I was leaving. The woman in front of me said, “Don’t ya wish you could take him home?” He looked directly at me and said “I do more than windows ladies.” Talk about awkward. Anyway, my friend Justin proceeded to tell me, that he had been asking about me, and about my “status”. So, I avoided the store for awhile. It was just awkward when he would ring me up, knowing that he asked such a question about me.
I agree with you on the tomatoes…I don’t like vegetables that fall apart when they appear as something solid. The texture is weird, and they are just not for me.
I hope that you are having a good day. I love you.
Ugh Rachel! That’s so creepy! I’d say stick to letting him do windows and give him a wide berth!
And yep, glad to see we’re on the same page about tomatoes! Though I do appreciate ketchup, I must admit:)
I like almost everything on your dislike list! I do not like coke, Taco Bell, screamo bands, arbitrary commenting on people’s appearance, and too long (& too decorated, I might add) fingernails. I don’t know Loreena McKennit, so I can make no comment on her. I don’t have a problem with clothes that match too well, if my clothes do happen to match I try to change it up a bit with the accessories. My problem is not with the matching as much as when people wear pajamas out in public…I CANNOT stand that!
I do hope going to Rosa’s won’t be too awkward for you, Jess!
Pajamas in public–hmmmm, I guess it depends on what they look like. I’d have to take it on a case by case basis–but because I do work out and dance so much, I have to admit that one can often catch me in pants that are stretchier and tighter than normal.
But don’t worry–they aren’t pajamas!!
My problem is not with the matching as much as when people wear pajamas out in public
And sweats, when it’s obvious they aren’t just coming from some kind of workout. This is my pet peeve and it’s basically the style of the day. I kind of wish I lived in a world where people dressed like this.
I agree about the sweats.
I don’t know about the other clothes, they almost look institutional.
Jase, remember when you were desperate to start wearing Amish clothes? We searched all day in Lancaster, trying to find some of their clothes to buy for you, till we finally were told to buy some bolt of cloth cause the Amish MAKE their own clothes (duh!). I think you sort of gave up that dream after that.
a mainstream american minute or a ghetto minute?
Oh definitely a ghetto minute. Maybe even a few of them.