I went out with some of my coworkers last night for a Mid-Winter party. Technically, it's our holiday party, but management freaked out with the "War on Christmas" this year and changed the name of it. Anyway, I rarely go out with my coworkers. I don't really have much in common with most of them. While we can all tolerate each other and enjoy each other's company during business hours, there's really never any desire on anyone's part to do anything after hours. But this was free food and drinks at a decent place (for a change), so I was in. In for only about 90 minutes, but in nonetheless.

Imagine my surprise when I was leaving almost 5 hours later. I clearly hadn't planned on staying that long, but I was having a good time. Of course, near the end of the night, things started to get odd. As my coworkers got more alcohol in them, they became more and more willing to discuss how they were going to change me to make me more like them. Okay, "discuss" is a kind word. There were more willing to tell me how they were going to change me, and through that, how they were going to get me married.

Most of their suggestions were bunk. Most of their suggestions involved throwing out any individuality and uniqueness. I told them that by doing these things, I'd actually be in disguise as someone that I clearly wasn't. They said that I'd still be me, but I'd be presenting someone different. "So I'd be lying? Putting up a front?" I asked. They were unwilling to commit to the word "lie", but did admit that I was putting on a show. I refused to do any of these things.

They did have one really good suggestion. They said I needed a pair of black Dr. Martens, because my brown ones, while nice, don't go with every outfit. I breathed a big reluctant sigh and admitted defeat. They all smiled big with their victory over me. They were quite happy that they were helping. What they don't know is that I've been looking for a certain style of Docs in my size for about 2 months now. Wouldn't it be great if my shoe store finally got them in stock? By buying the shoes now, I could get the shoes that I wanted AND give my coworkers the impression that I got them because of their coaxing.  A victory for them; that really isn't one.
 
   

 


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nomad on
Re: You're Not Fibbing, But You Aren't Being Totally Honest Either
*stunned silence, slacked jaw*

 

Your co-workers, the quintisential, stereotypical, get-weird-over-gays, women, manly men actually talked about shoes and them not matching. Call me "Momma When The Birth Control Fails" because I am shocked that these men would suggest anything so metrosexual.

AllAroundPsycho on
Re: You're Not Fibbing, But You Aren't Being Totally Honest Either
Oh, you shouldn't have assumed, dear Nomad.
Last night I was hanging out with the ladies (and one metrosexual guy).
nomad on
Re: You're Not Fibbing, But You Aren't Being Totally Honest Either
Ha ha! You caught me. I thought it was your lunch crowd you were talking about. Color me ashamed.
AllAroundPsycho on
Re: You're Not Fibbing, But You Aren't Being Totally Honest Either
I was hanging with them for a while, but then I decided I'd rather talk with the pretty ladies. 
nomad on
Re: You're Not Fibbing, But You Aren't Being Totally Honest Either
Of course. I should understand this as the level of beauty you must become accustomed to viewing when you are around me raises your daily quota.

 

 

 

 

 

=P 

mclii on
Re: You're Not Fibbing, But You Aren't Being Totally Honest Either
Wear Doc Martens for more than, say, a week, and your feet will hate you. I know, I know, there's no such thing as pain in fashion.

At any rate, what I'm trying to say is that every Doc Marten I've ever had, I've had to break in. Plain ones, wing-tipped ones... they all needed to be broken in. I didn't realize that if you have to break in shoes, you're wearing the wrong shoes-- until I bought a pair of Eccos. If shoes don't feel right the first time you wear them, you're in for a world of hurt.

Though probably unfashionable, those Eccos turned the corner for me on Docs. I've never had a pair of Docs since. This is probably why I barely ever buy shoes too though. It's hard to find affordable shoes that are comfortable on the first wear.

Now, every one's feet are different, so it may not be a factor with other people, but I certainly haven't met anyone that said in the first couple of weeks, "oh yeah! These Doc Martens are so comfortable!"
 
AllAroundPsycho on
Re: You're Not Fibbing, But You Aren't Being Totally Honest Either
I am terribly tough on shoes.  I wreck them.  My pair of Doc Martens that I have right now are the only shoes that have ever stood up to the punishment.  I've had them for over 2 years and they still look like I just bought them.

They did have the longest break-in period that I've ever had for a pair of shoes.  It was a few months before they just felt right when wearing them.  Most of the world would argue that that is just too long to break in shoes, but now that they are broken in I love them.
mclii on
Re: You're Not Fibbing, But You Aren't Being Totally Honest Either
Oh yeah... sorry, whoops, saw that you've already had brown docs... perhaps you are the first person I know to not have problems with docs hurting their feet... AWESOME!
chilly on
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You can count me in that group as well.... er... almost.

See I bought a pair of nice Doc sandels... They were great, I bought a pair of Doc boots.  They were awesome!  Once of the most comfortable shoes I have ever had the pleasure of wearing.

Then, I bought a pair of shoes.  The difference is that the shoes had very thin soles, while the boots and the sandels had thick ones.  I can't wear them because they hurt so much.  I haven't put them on since.

So I only buy big soled Doc Martins now... although, I hear they just got bought by someone else.. so I don't know what will change.

I have heard good things about the Eccos.
theracket on
Re: You're Not Fibbing, But You Aren't Being Totally Honest Either
Your tale reminds me of a portion of Dale Carnegie's How To Win Friends and Influence People.  The section I'm thinking of describes a technique where one has an idea and by way of conversation with someone in a higher position one gets that person to "have that idea for you" so that it can be implemented. 

I know that's not exactly what's happening with you, but I was reminded all the same. 
chilly on
Re: You're Not Fibbing, But You Aren't Being Totally Honest Either
So... um... Women told you that to get a women you have to "lie"... I mean... "show".

Why do I get the feeling that their men aren't winning "Nice guy of the year" awards?

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