I use to work at a 'make your own' type bead store.. Jist of it is, people would come in and pick out beads and pendents and such they liked, they would bring it to the 'bead bar' (trust me its not as exciting as it sounds.) and one of the staff would help them put the piece together. Well one afternoon I was helping a woman that came in on a regular basis. Her name is Nancy, shes in the shop about 2 or 3 times a week. The girls and I on staff figure its because she has no friends and her husband hates her because shes such a pain in the butt! Well i am helping her assemble another of her world famous near impossible pieces and talking to her about something else she finds annoying which is just about everything. I sneeze...and one of the balls from my septum ring falls out of my nose...bounces across the table..into this womans lap. She stops talking...I just stare at her hoping she didn't just realize what just rolled out of my nose. She did...She didn't like it either, I got chewed out by her and my boss, and to this day Nancy refuses to work with me...Can't say i'm exactly heart broken over that fact.
So last summer I went onto the Jerry Springer Show with my sister because her then boyfriend had a secret to tell her. Well first off I never liked the guy...He called me hippy girl...One good way to really tick me off. So we go on the show, and what do you know! The sleeze bag admits to having an affair with another woman behind her back.. But this is all after he cheated on his then wife with MY sister. Could you see that one coming? Yeah.. So heated argument occurs between my sister and her boyfriend, the mistress comes out, mistakes me for my sister... and promptly socks me in the eye. I blacked out like a pansy, and had to be taken to the emergency room for X-rays to make sure she didn't shatter my cheek bone. She didn't, but I missed the wrest of the show!
When I was six I had to have a pretty major surgery. Thats how I got my zipper down my chest that you see now! I collapsed in the front back yard of my house when i was 5 after a game of chase. I had had a minor heart attack...But they didn't call it that. They used some weird term to make it sound much less harmless, but basically, I was a five year old girl who just had a heart attack...Why you ask? I had an open Aorta valve in my heart, thats that little chamber between all the big chambers that does most of the big time pumpin' if you didn't know! So within 4 months I was sent to Charleston to have a repair on my heart. They did so and within 2 weeks i was released from the hospital! 3 years after that and my hearts good as new! Now I just have a nice reminder down my chest ;).
Those are my truths, lies, and laughs...Im sure you can pick which is which, I guess most people liked them, but I could have been a little more original and creative!