Stolen from gekko. (A steal I’m sure she won’t mind; see 4 below.)
1. What was your first job?
My first full-time job was right after high school, for a commercial insurance company in Los Angeles. And it was there that I first encountered computers. During the job interview, my supervisor-to-be showed me the form I’d be doing data entry from, and I panicked at all those squares and absolutely did not want the job. I was told to take it because they wanted me, and not many employers wanted a 17-year-old. So I took it, they showed me the computer room, taught me how to use it, and showed me also what to do if I made an error. Oh, you can fix mistakes? Why didn’t you say so! After my first afternoon, I was sold. I’ve loved working with computers since.
2. Do you remember your first crush?
My very first? Sheesh, that must’ve been the boy in 2nd grade who had one brown eye and one green and whom I annoyed terribly because I couldn’t shut up about his eyes.
3. What is the first thing you do in the morning?
Stay in bed as long as I can. No, really. The next thing is go to the bathroom, or maybe get up and close the window, then crawl back into bed. Maybe go to the bathroom first, then back to bed. Or just wait with that whole bathroom/window thing a bit because I really want to stay in bed.
4. What was the first really bad thing you ever did?
Steal. For a brief while, I was friends with a girl about 4 years older than me and we snuck into someone’s home. The woman whose house we’d robbed showed up at my house and asked my grandma about an expensive wristwatch. I had taken only Play-Doh (I was 7). Grandma said that I wouldn’t have taken the watch because I wouldn’t have understood its value. She also understood that my older girlfriend was already a “bad seed”, as did the robbed woman. You know the kind of family – lots of fighting, kids make their own rules, older sister running around with even older boys, no dad, grumpy and unkempt mom who kept no curfews and always yelled. My grandma knew I’d been influenced. I was so embarrassed about the whole thing that, after a short talk with me alone, Grandma knew there was no need for punishment, nor in warning me about further contact with the older girl. I was also a Brownie at the time, and I felt so ashamed right then to even have that uniform; I’d robbed our Girl Scout troop leader’s house.
5. Where is the first place you visited on the net today?
Google. Had to check my facts about Winston Churchill being born in a water closet.
2 replies on “Friday, no, Saturday Five”
I\’ll have to do this meme. A friend and I used to steal cokes and money from the teacher\’s lounge at the school where we held our Boy Scout meetings. Trustworthy…Honest…at least wse were being thrifty, getting cokes for free.:oP>
And they say the clothes makes the man. Apparantly, apparal doesn\’t apply to boys (or girls). 😉