At the breakfast table I really struggled with this one. I wanted to make a meme with 3 personal lies I've told, but I had to struggle to do it: guess I am generally honest.
Take this one and run with it: can you think of 3 lies you've told? BLOG IT but share it in comments here first!
1. When I was 16 we lived in a college town and the state drinking age was 18. When asked by a liquor store owner if I was 18, I said 'sure I am!' as I bought a load of wine and spirits for my friends....my word was good and off I went to share the joy.
2. Years ago 2 missionaries of some type were on the door step. I wanted them to go away, so I lied and said 'we're Jewish!'. You could see they were all excited at the prospect of a REALLY BIG CONVERSION like that, and they did not readily go away.
3. When we moved from New Hampshire, we told everyone we were moving to Florida because of the drug dealers on our street who we were always calling the police on: we didn't want anybody to know where we were going, not our honest neighbors or even our realtor.
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I guess im like you a bit dont have any I can think of at the moment.Im not really a person who lies well. Even or if I do.
I like to be honest, and telling the truth generally makes life easier.
I did you #1 also :(
And...#2...you're right...it doesn't work :)...
I think we ARE related!
#3....that lie was necessary. Good for you I say!
You're a good person Gry!!
I'll post mine later ;)
Lies, lies, lies...hmmm...
I despise lying. It's the one thing that drives me crazy! However, I have done it.
1. Lied about how far along I was on a project at work.
2. Lied to my parents about where I was (thousand years ago, but nothing BAD).
3. "Yes, that was fabulous."
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Oh, and TAG - you're it!
Only 3? Honey, I have that many before breakfast most mornings.
The "we're Jewish" thing has always worked for me.. and it's not even a lie. I see them go right past my house when they're working the street. You must have more ambitious missionaries in the U.S. ;)
I admire the courage of any missionary. These were the folks with the WatchTower. I wouldn't be able to walk down the street knocking on doors of strangers for ANY reason! But I suppose you would feel God is on your shoulder and walking with you. But I generally feel people should be honest, even then, and NOW I would say politely and firmly NO THANKS. Speaking of those drug dealers on our old street, two young Mormon women came knocking one day and I WARNED THEM about that house. I told them to go to another street.
and LYNDA AND CELESTE!!!! Saucy girls....
I'm going to try the 'Jewish' thing next time! Good idea!
I guess I've just told the normal lies like how old I was in order to get in a pub when I was 17. Lying about why I wasn't coming in to work and of course the basic 'who I was with and where I was going'...lie.
*Celeste - you never let us down! lol
I kinda look back at Kate at 17 in the pub and me at 16 in the liquor store (and fraternity parties and at the Villager bar....)----things were DIFFERENT THEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
And a NY driver's license, which nobody asked to see until I was way past 21, was a little slip of PAPER with your name, DOB height and weight--no photo or anything.
Nowadays? I have UP TO one drink a day. I am old.
1) Seeing as how I looked younger than I was, this would never have worked for me.
2) I've found that just saying "We're active in our church and happy there. Thanks, but goodbye" and closing the door works pretty well. That part is true. Or, we just hide and don't answer the door. (Is it bad that I've taught my kids that one by example, too?)
3) Very Important Lie. And very nice of you to warn the missionaries.
Missionaries once asked me if I'd heard the word of God and I said yes, and He said Guiding Light is on in ten minutes. I've since switched to General Hospital.
I lied to my mother once, big time, and still feel bad about it.
heehee... Cheri's comment cracked me up. ;)
That's a fun meme... I might think on that one.
Jeez, I've lied a lot. To get away from people, to get liquor, to keep from hurting feelings, and so on.
We had Jehovah's Witnesses at our door once. I spoke with them for a few minutes, let them give me a couple magazines, and told them to have a nice day. Then when my atheist roommate came home we went through the magazines and picked it apart. Not what they had in mind but at least we talked about it.
Heya, Gary...this isn't a lie, but you can adopt a little piggy here
If you click the "more" button, you can feed him an apple or spray him with water - lol
I lied a lot as a teenager to get away with stuff... but I can't remember anything specific. I'm not much of a liar myself... unless it's to prevent hurting someone's feelings. :)
Ok, I am a very good liar. We had a game we played at a women's retreat. Kind of a 'what's my line' thing. Three of us up there, one had won an Oscar, and we all had to claim it and say why. I won..everyone voted for me. NO one voted for the real winner.
So three lies,
1. Once told a teacher I had a terminal illness.
2. Found a quarter when I was a kid, and lied that I had not seen it when the poor slob who dropped it asked around for it. (back then, you could buy a LOT of penny candy with a quarter!)
3. I lie on my driver's license every time I renew it.
#1, I never tried the liquor store, but did go to the bars.
#2, I just tell them "I have my own religion" and shut the door.
#3, Good for you! I have never had to do that, thank deityofchoice!
I am not big on telling lies, I try to be honest in most if not all situations. Boils down to if you don't want the truth, don't ask my opinion.
I must confess that when I was in first grade in a Catholic girl's school, I somehow managed to stand inside my locker after school and close the door on myself. Did you know, those things don't open from inside? Nope, they don't. Panic and much screaming and beating ensued and a nun came to my rescue and rather than confess to my own idiocy I named the one girl in the class I couldn't stand. I confessed to my mother after she'd let the school principal have a large slice of her mind about allowing such people into their school, blah, blah, and THEN! she had to turn around go back inside and admit that it was all a huge ugly story her darling cheeild had made up and eat a large plateful of crow. I've never forgotten how rotten I felt, either. It is not good to tell a lie. So there! G. Washington was right! Do NOT tell lies.
all these comments totally crack me up, thanks!
Oh these are good....very good. You'll have to tell us why you didn't want anyone to know!!
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