Stuff Got Weird

Last night my friends and I passed around a pair of reading glasses and pretended to be grandmothers telling ‘back in the day’ stories. Each of our seemingly different stories intertwined into a tangled web of craziness. Stuff got weird real quick.

We had unknown pregnancies, white on white racism, the KKK who were also moonshiners, a gender neutral Aunt Petri who may have been two different people or schizophrenic, a Russian assassin couple who pretended to be cougars to steal a dog, and sexually confused Lewis and Clark and Sacagawea…just to name a few.

Some roll play with Dungeons & Dragons, but this is how we roll. 

Also we did this for over two hours and took it way too seriously. We really committed to our roles (minus the part where we were laughing hysterically).

Slightly Eccentric Things I Catch Myself Doing

Okay, I know you all think I'm this wonderful perfect person, who never does anything embarrassing or weird. You would be right, but there are a few unusual or slightly eccentric things that I catch myself doing every now and then and some people might classify them as "weird"

Here are some examples: 

~When I put lotion on I menacingly rub my hands together for longer than necessary. I was talking to someone the other day and they finally had to tell me to stop.

~When someone leaves a book in our lost in found I secretly hope they don't claim it, so I can take it home...even if I don't like the book. (Yes, I have a book problem).

~Whenever sports come on I zone out. I stare at the TV screen, but go completely blank. This could cause people to think I am really watching and care what it happening in the game. I do not.

~I also zone out in public and catch myself staring at strangers. I'm not really looking at them, but staring in their direction where it looks like I'm staring at them. I tell myself to stop because I'm being weird. Then a few minutes later I will find myself staring at the same person. I can do this three or four times before I move. I'm sure it creeps the strangers out.

~When ever someone calls me the wrong name, but I know they are talking to me, I answer without correcting them. I was called Katie and Brooke last week and just went with it.

~I have a mini panic attack when my feet are stuck in blankets that are tucked in because I start to feel claustrophobic if I can't get my feet free.

~After my feet are unstuck I proceed to curl myself in the corner of the bed and surround myself in blankets and pillows to create a barrier. You may be thinking this contradicts the claustrophobia of having my feet trapped. It does.

~I walk down the hallways at work with two of my finger's second joints touching the wall (you know the joint just above the knuckle). Sometimes it's a constant drag across the wall and sometimes I do this weird jumping pattern. I only do it when the hallway is empty (I'm not weird enough to do it in front of people). Don't ask my when this started or why...I don't know.

SEE! Not weird at all! 

Eccentric is the key word here. Unique and wonderful. Different. Stand out in a crowd. At least that's what I keep telling myself.

What are some of the more eccentric things you catch yourself doing? 

I Am Weird

I came to the realization yesterday that I am...weird

Yes, I know it's hard to believe.

"You weird Luna? Never. You must be thinking about Mona."

Sorry to burst your bubble of my perfection, but it's true. I am weird.

I normally try to hide this weirdness on a daily bases, but when I'm tried I can't focus enough to keep it a bay, and yesterday boy was I was tired.

First of all and worst of all, Mona woke up up from a nap (I have a bad nap history). I never feel more hatred for someone then when they wake me up from a nap and seeing Mona's ugly stupid face right above me telling me she called me eight times because we had plans to go to dinner caused nothing but pure and utter hatred in my very soul towards her.

But that's not what caused me to realize my weirdness. (I feel completely justified in being slightly upset from being aroused from a light nap)

What I realized is that when I'm tired I become Captain Obvious.

Yesterday, Mona, still on the defensive from my verbal abuse and dirty looks, annoyingly pointed it out.

I say things like:

"It's cold outside we need to put on our coats"

 "We need to pay for the food"

"Grab the key before you leave the house"

That's not even the weird thing. The weird thing I realized is...this is just me thinking out loud.

I think these things every time I have to do something. I have to remind myself it's cold outside and I need to put on my coat, or make sure you don't lock yourself out of the house, or we need to pay the bill before we can get up, put on our coat, grab the keys and leave.

I am constantly running through the list of things I have to do to get from point A to point B when something needs to be done. Like leave the house.

When I'm tired I have to think these things out load to remind myself even more to do them or I will get locked out of the house without a coat in the middle of winter.

Mona thought I was trying to annoy her by reminding her to do things, but the truth is I was talking out loud to remind myself.

If that's not weird, I don't know what is.

meeting madness

Most people hate meetings. They find them long, boring, and unnecessary. Who really wants to sit and listen to people go on and on about something nobody really cares about in the first place?

Numbers and stats, policies and procedures. Boring! You could be somewhere else. You could be at home already or actually doing work. You whine and complain and try to come with as many excuses as you can to get out of the meeting. "My two year old has a football, homework, parent-teacher conference that happens just once a year all the way across town at that exact time! I'm so sorry, I really wanted to be at that meeting!" 

Sometimes you will even try to convince the meeting leader that you already know all the information and you don't even need the meeting. That can backfire. They could say, "Oh! That's great! You can help answer questions and add your input. I will make sure to call on you for participation!" That is the exact opposite result of what you were trying to accomplish, in fact it is now worse.  

Finally, after all of your last ditch efforts for meeting avoidance have been employed, you suck it up and go to the meeting. 

It is everything you dreamed it would be and more. You have a hard time concentrating on what the speaker is saying because you notice that she has a stain on her left sleeve and you are wondering what she had for lunch.

You start to doze off as they talk about department numbers because the numbers remind you of counting sheep. If your name, by chance, gets mentioned it jerks you back to reality and you pray to God they don't ask you anything in regards to what they have been talking about. And when the meeting finally adjourns, you jet out of there like the place is on fire. You realize, you were right, it was a complete waste of time. 

People, I am here to tell you that...I am NOT one of these people. I am one of "those people". You know the ones I'm talking about. The ones who love meetings. The weird and crazy people who get excited at the idea of an informative gathering.

Who like to hear what's going on and be in the know about the company. The ones who ask all the questions and make the meeting drag. The ones who are awake and alert with a smile on their face. Yes, I am one of "those people". I know it makes me weird and not a lot of people understand me.  Hate me if you must, but I can't help it!  I love meetings!

They are informative (I like to be a know-it-all), they are like mini vacations from normal work (breaks up the monotony), you get to see everyone (cubical like life can be very lonely), they can help you do your job more efficiently (this will make it all around easier for you and get you in less trouble), and sometimes they involve treats (come on who doesn't like treats?). Call me weird if you must, but I do not apologize. I like to embrace my weirdness! 

So, wherever you fall on the scale of the meeting madness, love it or hate it, take it or leave it, just remember it's okay to not follow the norm. Differences are what make us special. You don't have to fall to peer pressure You don't have to do or think things just because "everybody else is doing it". Be your weird, unique self, and don't be ashamed of it! Even if you get dirty looks saying "shut up and stop asking questions!"