A few weeks ago, my friend and fellow Jersey girl (although she landed in Jersey via Massachusetts), Donna, presented this challenge to me, in the form of the "Honest Scrap" award.
The Honest Scrap Award rules are as follows:
1. “The Honest Scrap” award is not one to hold all to your self but it must be shared!
2. The recipient has to tell 10 true things about themselves in their blog that no one else knows.
3. The recipient has to pass along this prestigious award to 10 more bloggers.
4. Those 10 bloggers all have to be notified they have been given this award.
5. Those 10 bloggers should link back to the blog that awarded them.
I’M QUITE CANDID. IF YOU REALLY DON’T
WANT TO KNOW ANYMORE ABOUT ME THAN
YOU ALREADY DO, DO NOT READ ANY FURTHER.10 things about myself that I haven't shared with you guys yet. Well, here it goes:
!. I was President of my sixth grade class. I won this prestigious post over two challengers. I'm sure it had everything to do with my creative campaign motto. My last name was Rooney, so the hallowed halls of my parochial school were plastered with posters advising my classmates "Don't Be Looney; Vote For Rooney!" Hey! It worked!
2. I've tried some illegal drugs in my time, during my late teens, early 20's. Mostly pot and hash. (I actually had my own hash pipe). I was afraid to try anything harder, particularly after seeing the effect acid and mesc had on some of my college buddies. I did try coke once, but it didn't do much for me. I believe pot should be legal. Free up some of the law enforcement folks to go after the REALLY bad guys.
3. In my 20's, I was attracted to married men. Not proud of it, but I was one very confused chick. And I'm not talking brief flings; one lasted 3 years and another 2. And this was a girl who always said all she wanted to do was get married and have a family. Obviously, I had major man issues.
4. I lost my virginity my freshman year in college to the soundtrack of Santana's first album. "Soul Sacrifice" is one hot song, let me tell you!
5. I was the first female sales representative for, what is now, the world's largest food company. This was way back in the olden days, before women did such things. In fact, I started as a part-time merchandiser. In less than a year, i was hired as a full-time sales rep, their first female rep ever and eventually became a sales manager. For many years, I was the "token" female. Some male customers refused to talk to me because "I was taking a job away from a man." It took quite awhile before that mindset changed. I don't think the young women to day realize what their moms, aunts, etc went through to get where we are today. Of course, NOW I would just LOVE to be able to stay home.
6. I met Bruce Springsteen once. Not just a "I saw him in a restaurant/store" story (just about everyone who lives around here has one of those). No, this is a "I was introduced to him through a mutual acquaintance and Bruce got up from his chair and shook my hand and said 'Nice to meet you" story. Happened a few years ago at an after-school program for disadvantaged kids in Red Bank that I volunteered at. Bruce was a great supporter of the program and would occasionally stop in to read or sing to the kids.
7. When I was 19, I got locked in a building on the Rutgers campus overnight with an instructor. I think it was a grad student union or something like that.
8. Again, when I was 19, my father had me arrested in Dover for stealing a car. It had been my mother's car prior to her passing a few months earlier. Since that time, it had become my transportation. However, Daddy-dear was very po'd with his little girl and figured he teach me a lesson. The Dover police convinced him to drop the charges (via the phone), told me to go home and gave me a police escort out of town. How's that for service? Your tax dollars at work.
9. I have recently become obsessed with watches. Not expensive ones, more costume-like jewelry in different colors and unique designs. I just bought two today online.
10. I owned a travel agency for over 7 years. I had been contemplating selling it. Then, one day, we were held up by a masked gunman. I was out of there 3 months later.
Was this a little more information than you needed?
I'm supposed to tag 10 fellow bloggers. Instead, I'm going to leave it for those of you who wish to take on this exercise.