Tag, I'm it

I've been tagged. I still am not 100% sure what it means, but apparently I'm to reveal 5 things about myself that others are unlikely to know. So once again I depart from the main thrust of this blog.

Now, I have actually been pondering this listing for some time. These things will appear in a blog that anyone can read. For me this means that I cannot list anything which will:

• thwart a future political career
• prevent future employment
• precipitate a divorce
• destroy a friendship
• locate a heretofore unknown offspring
• result in an arrest and ensuing trial and incarceration
  

(but not necessarily in that order). You get the idea. This actually makes it very difficult, because they still need to be interesting in order to encourage people to read them. And let's face it, the really interesting stuff will be one of the above.

Therefore I will apologize(apologise) if the following are incredibly boring and pedestrian. If you want to know the racy stuff, you're gonna have to take me out for a few drinks (and it's gonna have to be some posh place, too). So, again in no particular order, here are 5 things you may or may not know about me:

1. I am a very private person. I do not understand people who crave celebrity, because once achieved, people never seem to be happy with it.

2. I will spend my last dime on travel.

3. I cannot tolerate having my time wasted. If I am in a situation where I find that I'm asking myself "what am I doing here?", I leave at that moment. It has made for some awkward situations, but life is too short to put up with wasting time.

4. I was a discipline problem at my junior high.

5. I never knew you could talk to your teachers. When I got to college, all these professors had "office hours", and the dean had "office hours". I had no clue what they were for. I never knew what grade I got on a particular paper I wrote for a course in college because I had no idea that I was suppose to go to some office and collect it. Perhaps the entire rest of the world knew all about this talking to teachers business, but I was not of that ilk. I always thought of teachers as people who taught you things, and if you didn't understand, you asked them questions. Outside of class I figured they were busy people with other things to do. No-one ever bothered to explain the talking concept to me (and I needed it to be explained in a simple and rational manner - this relates to a personal quality that I considered listing as one of the 5 things, but didn't). Whenever a teacher or professor tried to talk to me, I was terrified that I'd done something wrong (see #4).

Now is the point where I'm supposed to tag someone else. Except that I don't know too many bloggers, and apart from my tagger, don't know that I know any bloggers who read mine. So, if you blog and regularly read my blog, you are officially tagged.