I admit it there are some things I enjoy that are, well, cheesy. These pleasure could also be described as stupid, juvenile, embarassing, counter productive, . You can quit smirking though, because I'm sure you have at least one guilty pleasure.
Here's few that I'm willing to admit to.
Cheese Feet Popcorn
There's this snack popcorn...Smartfood White Cheddar...that's tastes so good with a big, icy Diet Pepsi. It's nothing but fat, starch and salt but I love it. Unfortunately, it has a really pungent smell. A strange, embarassing smell that stays on your fingers most of the day. I was quietly working my way through a bag of it Monday when a co-worker came down the hall, stopped on the other side of my cubicle wall and said to no one in particular, "What is that smell? Smells like dirty feet in here." That's not going to stop me.
Cheerleading Competitions
I like watching the cheerleading competitions on ESPN, yet I despise everything cheerleading represents. The outfits are exploitative, the cheers are moronic, and I hate the relegation of these highly skilled athletes to the status of bleached eye-candy. I never wanted to be a cheerleader, still don't but can't stop watching. "Did you see that? Would say those panties are magenta or just purple?"
Rockstar in My Car
When 5:00 PM rolls around, I walk out to my car, plop in a iPod burn disc and become the most famous, talented rock goddess ever. You haven't heard of me? Wait until I roll up on you at a stoplight screaming my way through "Love Is a Battle Field." Recognize me now? If you didn't, you will certainly remember the chalkboard screeching sounds issuing from my mouth when next we meet.
Stealth Cartoons
When I'm in a boring meeting, or just hanging around a public place I like to whip out a ball point pen and draw unflattering cartoons of the people around me. Sometimes I leave them on the end tables at Borders or Starbucks so other people can find them. Especially if I've have a bad day. Definately if my green tea latte is flat.
Shopping Cart Kamikaze
I NEVER, ever take the shopping cart back to the cart corral because I enjoy pushing them into things too much. Not other people's cars of course, but objects like walls, poles, signs. It's so satisfying to heave back on the handle, take a running push and let fly. There's this resounding clang when a shopping cart smacks into a concrete light pole pylon that's quite gratifying. Not to mention the big dent. I go out of my way to visit stores that still have the metal kind.
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Comments: 54 ( 7 removed by De (It takes a pillage to raze a village.) M. )
I know it is wrong!
Like if we are at a funeral, or a wedding, or in a meeting,,,,,,
I like to do something like cross my eyes, which I can not do successfully, or stick my tongue out, some stupid silly thing that will make him laugh.
We should meet up in rush hour, we would clear traffic...me pickin and you yodelling.
Then, maybe we could get home on time.
I always wonder, when stopped and strumming in traffic, if the big rig of car-mic kharma fails to stop behind me, and slams into the backend of the truck...What will the cops think about the dead chic with the smashed guitar? I just hope the music is still playing as I exit this mortal coil.
Blessings on your head, (lose the popcorn, or you're not touching my git-fiddle.)
Wilka
As long as it tastes good. I just have to eat my favorites far from people, especially my teen who gets quite vocal in his objections.
Shopping carts, I used to work for Safeway and when I was a courtesyclerk I could ram those things in a string of 20 into the stall! Felt like superwoman.
I am a Rockstar in the Car too. Love to let it rip. Ahhhhh, the talent.
Let see, oh shoot, I can't draw peopleat all, so I draw flowers. LOL
I have been told by two of my grand daughters that cheerleading is a sport! LOL
Thanks.
BUT I do occasionally watch cheerleading competitions, ( as well as girls volleyball ) its just that I watch them FOR THE exploitative outfits ! !
I also belt out while driving. I use to have a marvelous singing voice, but a few things have taken that ability away. I feel sorry for people in the spring, summer and fall when I have my windows open... they must have ears of steel!
I am the same way about shopping carts... part of my reasoning is because I have a young daughter, and cannot seem to find a parking space near a cart corral... and refuse to leave her alone. Second... the crashing sound it makes when it hits other objects is delightful!
My guilty pleasures are Ace of Base and Avril Lavigne.
I've always been drawn to cheerleaders but I wouldn't want to own one.
also, 60s British Invasion bands, any movie taking place in England in the 50s or 60s, and also anything and everything about the turn of the 20th century!