Your Biggest Lies, Fibs and Falsehoods
Goody Two-Shoes need not read on! (Did you know that moniker is based on a story from the 1700s?) Everyone lies, or if you prefer the euphemism "twists the truth," there ya go. Did you lie on your college application? Your resume? To your significant other? To your MOM? What are you big ones, and most importantly, did get you get caught for fibbing???
I LOVE pets
This is not true by any stretch of the imagination! I love children, I hate pets. Hate them to the extent that I wouldn’t regularly feed them or care for their well-being whatsoever. YOU want ME to take you out to go to bathroom? Um, do it yourself—I do!
In college, I was interviewed by a professor for a combination house/pet/kid-sitting job during spring break. They had 3 dogs, 2 cats and 6 new puppies. When asked if I liked pets: Like? I LOVE pets! Hahahaha. What can I say, I couldn’t say no to an opportunity for staying in a cabin in the woods for a week and having access to a car.
Henrietta, the neediest, albeit cutest, cat in the world. I think I only withheld food from her once?
I no speaka da Eeengleesh!
I used to pretend to be a recent Russian immigrant every time Jehovah’s Witnesses would stop by our house. I have a Russian accent down pat, and would just stare at them with wide eyes before saying “No… English?”. And they would ask where I was from, and I’d say “Aye…. Ahnna. From… Resha”. The only drawback is the JW’s have an immense pool of translators to choose from, so they’d come back a week later and ask my mother if they could talk to the sweet Russian that had been at the door.
MY language barrier lying!
I found myself on a plane for the first time, out of the country (not counting Canada) for the first time AND in France for a month. By end of the month, in Paris, I hardly had any money. And in Paris, if you’re under 18, you get in free to most tourist attractions and museums. Well, I was 19, but again, was broke! So I pretended to not know French (4 years in HS baby!) when they asked me my age, as I look younger than I really am.
I got in free everywhere, but it was lying for a good cause—to see the world…and have enough money for a $2 crepe every time I had to eat.
Uh... no speak... English
I always pretend to be a recent Russian immigrant when Jehovah’s Witnesses come a-knockin’. Unfortunately, they usually return a week later with a translator.
It's not mine!
I was a brilliant kid from the get-go. In 4th grade, I sneezed and walked over to the classroom tissue box. Standing there, a classmate pointed at my shirt and said, “what’s that?” What WAS it? A huge booger! My brilliant retort? “It’s not mine!” Dignity saved…or so I thought at the time.
"Student" Discounts
I blame Smith College, first off. My alma mater didn’t put an expiration date on my student ID! Or a birth date, etc. And thus, as long as I resemble my co-ed self, that thing gets me discounts at places like Pearl, museums and too many venues to count. Seriously, would you lay a college ID to rest if it keeps on giving?
But I was married to their mother so I’m on the hook for raising them. Even if I found out I’m not the father, they’re still great kids.
"Like...12?"
I personally think it’s out of line for my ob/gyn to be asking about my number of partners, anyway.
When I was 8.....
and I had an ongoing lie that my “cousin” swam with dolphins and whales at Sea World.
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