My family likes to dress up…well…I force my family to dress up at get-togethers. Whether or not they like it doesn’t really matter to me. Personally, I get a kick out of the photos.
The point of this is, honestly, this is the only time I step out of my comfort zone. You won’t see me rocking a sparkly pink hat in public. Well…There was that one time at Chuck E. Cheese. Anyway. I’m conservative. I don’t take risks. I like routine. I don’t like the unknown. People realize I’m predictable pretty quick. As you will see in the following conversations:
Chat 1:
Me: I heard that women should not wear engagement rings in interviews, because you’re less likely to get the job. They automatically think you’ll need time off and eventually quit to have kids.
Dad: Where did you hear that? That is ridiculous.
Me: I don’t want to say. You’ll think it’s not a trustworthy source.
Dad: Tell me.
Me: The radio.
Dad: Station?
Me: No. Not saying.
Dad: So, Alice.
Me: Why would you guess that?
Dad: (laughter) You are so predictable! Oh, that is a crap station.
Chat 2:
Me: So I’m at Starbucks with my book. I’ve got my chai. I’m ready to start my new book and then fire alarm. I gave it about 3 minutes and then left.
Person: So, where did you go? You went to Barnes & Noble didn’t you?
Me: Why would you guess that?
Person: HA! You totally did. I know you so well.
Chat 3:
Me (to mom): So, anyway I don’t like that about the gym.
Dad: Why don’t you try a different 24 Hours Fitness?
Me: What are you talking about?
Dad: Aren’t you talking about how you don’t like someone at your gym?
Me: No. Not at all.
Dad: Huh. I just assumed. You typically talk about people you don’t like at the gym.
Me: Nice. Good to know that my anti-social tendencies are the first thing to come to mind. Nice.
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