Last week, I got to go to a concert, and backstage, and to the tour’s final show private after party, by a pop star in whom I have no interest.
Now, I wouldn’t say I couldn’t have cared less about it: several good friends who I no longer see very often were there and we got to hang- the friend who invited us is the pop star’s drummer and she’s had him away on tour almost non-stop for the past 3 years, so we never get to see him anymore. Also, at the big after party had an open bar, and the catered free food was pretty good too.
So: friends, free food, and free booze.
Can’t say I couldn’t have cared less. The otherwise main attraction was of no interest to me, though. Would some of her fans kill for such an opportunity? Well, they’d be jealous anyway.
I used to live about a twenty minute walk from a beach with a dolphin which liked to swim and play with swimmers. Never even occurred to me to try doing that. Never even went to the beach to look at the thing one. Not a nature girl.
We have been invited to fly a private jet to Indianapolis for the next SuperBowl, and meet Garth Brooks (I assume he’s singing at half-time.)
I am underwhelmed.
#1) Not a fan of small planes. I feel much safer on a commercial plane with a commercial pilot.
#2) I know exactly two Garth Brooks songs (the “Dance” one and “I’ve Got Friends in Low Places”). Why couldn’t we have gone to meet the Who or Paul McCartney?
#3) Brooks is not hot like Tim McGraw (with his hat on), though he does seem like a nice chap. Still, it would be nice if he were crazy sexy.
#4) I’m from Cincinnati, so football and Tums go hand and hand.
#5) I hate crowds.
#6) It is the day after we return from St. John and I’d rather go home and do laundry and see my kids vs. hopping on a plane to see a football game I don’t care about.
#7) It’s with a bunch of clients, so we have to stay sober and behave ourselves.
#8) We host a SuperBowl party every year, and I’d miss partying with my friends.
My parents own it, and offered me a management position, with the stated intent of leaving it me when they no longer wanted to run it.
I love animals, and I worked there on and off for years, but it’s in the middle of nowhere, and it would have meant spending the rest of my life in a tiny village, probably having to live with them, as it’s basically retirement central, and house prices are pretty obscene.
I moved to a city and got a crappy minimum wage shop job instead, and I don’t really regret it.
When I was applying to colleges in the late 90’s, I also applied to the United State Air Force Academy. I got the official nominations from both my senators AND representative. I was pretty sure I could have gotten in, too…but at the last minute I decided I didn’t want to go into the military and purposefully sabotaged my application, because I also didn’t want to fess up to my parents that I didn’t want to go (they were making a big deal that one day their son would be an officer in the Air Force, so yeah…)
I felt bad about it (still do) because I deprived potentially three other people from getting the nominations from congress and attending.
Living in Central Florida, I have many friends and family members that work at the theme parks. Currently I have tickets for Disney, Universal and Seaworld just sitting in my drawer and I have no idea when I will get to use them. Especially since a close relative has an executive job with Disney and he gets us in whenever we want to go, which isn’t very often. Essentially I can go to any theme park at any time and have no interest in any of them.
I haven’t really had such opportunities that others would kill for them, but my mother lived about 5 minutes from White Lake, NY in the summer of 1969 and she never attended the concert that supposedly happened there, even though she was a hippie herself.
I wouldn’t say this is an opportunity, but I have something many people desire. Thinness. And I don’t do that much exercising and I eat pretty much anything I want.
Well, I don’t want to get fat, but I’m nonchalant about being small. I am failing to see the value that society places on skinniness. I feel like I don’t get any special privileges. No matter what people think… I don’t get free food or other free things, it’s hard for me to find a job, and it’s hard for me in the dating world. It seems like a lot of people believe losing weight would be the magic bullet in solving all of their social problems. As someone who has been skinny for the majority of their life, it isn’t so. I am tempted to tell people to just save money on those gym memberships and eat that hunk of chocolate cake for dessert, because being thin won’t change hardly anything for them.
Because of my Dad’s work, my parents had VIP tickets to every SuperBowl and every Final Four tournament for about 20 years. They took my brother and his friends, as well as various other relatives to those events on many occasions. I was often told that I could go if I wanted, but I always declined, having zero interest in either football or basketball.
I passed on a full-tuition scholarship to the in-state school of my choice (state or private). I wouldn’t have done so had I not also received a full-tuition scholarship to the out-of-state school that was my #1 choice, but I am sure plenty of people would have been happy with the in-state scholarship and I felt bad that I couldn’t just give it to someone else.