Party Pooper
A tragedy has fallen upon us, my friends.....
Brace yourselves, grab your children, your pets, and your sanity,
and RUNNNNNNNNN!!!!
Well, I just may as well come out and say it.
I just got an invitation to one of those Pampered Chef parties....
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!
I'm sorry if this offends anyone, for it's not my intent.... but, I honestly HATE HATE HATE those types of parties. I avoid them like the plague, for no other reason than, well, I just hate them. Do I really need a reason? I don't like showers (wedding or baby showers, I DO bathe goddammit :op), or candle parties, or Pampered Chef parties, or anything of the like. The mere thought of such things sends my brain into an instand coma-like state, and it takes a hell of a lot to get me out of it and back into what I would consider a normal frame of mind. I don't really care for PC small talk, or talking about little Joey doing this or that (only because I don't have kids, if I did I'm sure I'd feel differently), or about what great new recipe will add Zing! to your next dinner party. It's just not me. I did go to a lingerie party once, many years ago (probably 10), and that was surprisingly fun - particularly because they made me model the lingerie, so at least I had something to do :op. I wouldn't mind going to a 'sex toy' party, now that I could handle :op.
If they had THIS at one of these parties, damn fuckin straight I'd show up!!!
In any event..... in the rare instance I get invited to such things (anyone who knows me usually stops asking me eventually :op), I usally just make up some lame excuse as to why, at 30 minutes before it's scheduled to start, (after trying unsuccessfully to force myself into the car and "Just Do It") I "suddenly can't make it." I feel like shit doing it, but not as bad as I'd feel actually going. So.....Is there a polite way to tell someone that you appreciate the invite, but just ain't into it, not one iota, I'd rather get root canal than go type of thing? I guess it also depends on how well you know the person having the party, I suppose. I'm such a chicken shit when it comes to telling someone something like that, I'll usually make up some completely lame-ass excuse before I'd just be truthful and say that I just don't wanna go, and I'd much rather be home (or at a bar even) watching baseball and drinking a beer. I'm not completely anti-social, I'm just a tom-boy (but a damn cute one!! lol), and just don't like those 'happy housewife' parties. I suppose if it were a very good (and fun, and I don't mean in a Beaver Cleaver's mom sort of way) friend having the party and I know it would be more fun than usual, then I could maybe possibly if I had a drink or two in me suffer through it (lol aren't I awful?), but most of them are, you must admit, suck-ass lame. I think I've over-used "lame" in this post, but fuck it, it's my post and I can do what I want so there (sticking my tongue out at all of you :o)).
So that's my lame (shit, there I go again!) take on showers and 'those' parties. Am I horrible? Twisted? I need to go watch Sports Center before my brain explodes!!
Brace yourselves, grab your children, your pets, and your sanity,
and RUNNNNNNNNN!!!!
Well, I just may as well come out and say it.
I just got an invitation to one of those Pampered Chef parties....
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!
I'm sorry if this offends anyone, for it's not my intent.... but, I honestly HATE HATE HATE those types of parties. I avoid them like the plague, for no other reason than, well, I just hate them. Do I really need a reason? I don't like showers (wedding or baby showers, I DO bathe goddammit :op), or candle parties, or Pampered Chef parties, or anything of the like. The mere thought of such things sends my brain into an instand coma-like state, and it takes a hell of a lot to get me out of it and back into what I would consider a normal frame of mind. I don't really care for PC small talk, or talking about little Joey doing this or that (only because I don't have kids, if I did I'm sure I'd feel differently), or about what great new recipe will add Zing! to your next dinner party. It's just not me. I did go to a lingerie party once, many years ago (probably 10), and that was surprisingly fun - particularly because they made me model the lingerie, so at least I had something to do :op. I wouldn't mind going to a 'sex toy' party, now that I could handle :op.
If they had THIS at one of these parties, damn fuckin straight I'd show up!!!
In any event..... in the rare instance I get invited to such things (anyone who knows me usually stops asking me eventually :op), I usally just make up some lame excuse as to why, at 30 minutes before it's scheduled to start, (after trying unsuccessfully to force myself into the car and "Just Do It") I "suddenly can't make it." I feel like shit doing it, but not as bad as I'd feel actually going. So.....Is there a polite way to tell someone that you appreciate the invite, but just ain't into it, not one iota, I'd rather get root canal than go type of thing? I guess it also depends on how well you know the person having the party, I suppose. I'm such a chicken shit when it comes to telling someone something like that, I'll usually make up some completely lame-ass excuse before I'd just be truthful and say that I just don't wanna go, and I'd much rather be home (or at a bar even) watching baseball and drinking a beer. I'm not completely anti-social, I'm just a tom-boy (but a damn cute one!! lol), and just don't like those 'happy housewife' parties. I suppose if it were a very good (and fun, and I don't mean in a Beaver Cleaver's mom sort of way) friend having the party and I know it would be more fun than usual, then I could maybe possibly if I had a drink or two in me suffer through it (lol aren't I awful?), but most of them are, you must admit, suck-ass lame. I think I've over-used "lame" in this post, but fuck it, it's my post and I can do what I want so there (sticking my tongue out at all of you :o)).
So that's my lame (shit, there I go again!) take on showers and 'those' parties. Am I horrible? Twisted? I need to go watch Sports Center before my brain explodes!!
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