Redhead Stories; The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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Inspired by a request from this thread.

http://boards.straightdope.com/sdmb/showthread.php?t=414850&page=1&pp=50

This isn’t intended to be a “bash the redhead” thread necessarily, (although it may end up there,) but rather a thread that relates a story indicating the uniqueness that they bring to the table of humanity.

The one that made you swoon for days, the one that set fire to the neighbor’s barn, the distantly related eccentric aunt with a penchant for flashing garbagemen, the one who took off to parts unknown with your cash, your classic car, and an albino hooker, leaving you to fend for yourself when the Feds came knocking at the door.

C’mon folks, we all have a favorite story.

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Well, my husband agreed with the sentiment you expressed in that thread: Never date a redhead.

Indeed, he married me. :stuck_out_tongue:

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Amongst the Labor and Delivery nurses, there is a law:
redheads bleed.
I thought they were just trying to scare the newbie, but I never met a real redhead, fair skin, freckles and all, who didn’t need methergine or hemabate.

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All I can say is that I’m a sucker for any redhead.
Good, bad, or … well, there ain’t such a thing as an ugly redhead. :slight_smile:

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According to my mother the CPM, the tendency to hemorrhage really is higher in redheads than the general population. Odd. We also don’t react to anesthesia the same way as others do. If I remember correctly, we’re less sensitive to most types, while also being more sensitive to temperature based pain. The Wikipedia article on redheads backs my memory up, but I’m not sure of where to find a more reliable cite on those oddities.

Anyway, all of this just goes right into my theory on my people. We’re an entirely separate sub-species of human from the rest of you lot. There’s just no other way to explain it. :smiley:

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Um … could you hook me up with this girl? Sounds like fun. :cool:

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I beg to differ, Cabin Fever.

And I am a chick, BTW, and it was a guy.
Hijack/

You know one of these days, I’m going to need to learn how to make those nice, tidy links that would say “ugly douche,” instead of my long gobbledlygook link.

/Hijack

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My husband, who is a RN married to a redhead for 18 years, will back that up.

He could not understand why I refused to have ice packs on injuries - he simply could not understand that it made the injury hurt more. The one time he came home and saw me with an ice pack on my foot he was so superior - until he found out I had broken my foot, walked a block and a half and driven a 5-speed home.

We are different - Tylenol PM or Benedryl does not put me to sleep.

Fortunately, I am married to a black haired man - I dated a couple of redheaded men in my time and that is just wrong !

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I’m a redhead, and my mother is, too. When I was a little girl, my dad used to sing a silly little ditty to my mom that made me giggle and made my mom blush:

She has freckles on her but
She has freckles on her but
She has freckles on her but she’s so nice.
When I hold her in my arms, it’s paradise.

The giggly part is that it sounds as if the singer is talking about a girl who has freckles on her butt. When I was five years old, this was the most hilarious thing in the world (especially since I had freckles).

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Thank you Cerberus, I am in your debt.

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I retract my earlier statement about ugly. :smiley:
Sorry about the gender mix up.

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I am a redhead and whenever I get dental work done it makes my face swell and bruise. Also I am so pale that when you turn out the lights you can still kind of see me, like I am glowing or something. Other than that I am super sexy though.

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I love the way redheads look.

Hey, my first time was with one!

I have met one who was totally nuts though.

Since there’s only a couple of actual stories here… let’s try. The girl who got my pissed off more times in a shorter amount of time than anybody else, and I NEVER get pissed off.

So, i met this girl, decent looking, maybe a bit chubby, nice curly red hair, first few conversations were cool, I started asking her to fraternity parties and such. We talk often, and one of her flaws is her infuriating ability to take everything the wrong way and get defensive about it. I make a lot of flippant “insulting” remarks clearly intended to be humorous so this was sort of a problem. Amazingly, she made me an angry drunk. I’m never an angry drunk, but some combination of my attraction to her and her bizarre quirks flipped me out (when I was sober too, really). I got in shouting matches more times with her than anybody else I’ve known, and this didn’t seem to bother anything in the grand scheme of things. So we’re sort of maybe quasi possibly going in the general direction of a relationship (like, farrrrr away from it still), and I’m at my ex’s birthday party chatting with one of my ex’s friends who I sort of had an interest in since my ex had become my ex, just talked to her very innocently and danced with her a bit. The next day, this girl comes up to me clearly upset.
“So did you have fun last night?” (aggressively, as if I was supposed to admit to something)
Me: (innocently and genuinely confused) uh, yeah, it was a pretty good party, why?
“G told me that you were hitting on some girl all night”
Uhh, I don’t think so (even more confused, since what I was doing barely constituted “hitting on” so it didn’t even occur to me that she was talking about how I talked to V all night)
“Yeah, some girl <description matching Vs>”
“ooooh, I dunno, I talked to her quite a bit I guess, I’m not sure I was really hitting on her”
“well, G says you were”
“uhh, alright, let’s say for a minute I was, so?” (losing my patience a bit here, since we had ALSO gotten in a fight like two days ago and it was already stretched by her bizarreness, thinking back on it, I have no idea why I put up with her shit for as long as I did)
<Short silence as she digests this, looking angry but with that lost look in her eyes like she lost a great rant that was just kicking off>
“Well, uh, why would you do that?”
" :dubious: well, um, why wouldn’t I?"
“because, uh, well, what about, like, well, what about me?” (we were good at not actually talking about relationships)
“I dunno, you got something to say about that?”
“uh, well, what…uh… what. I don’t know”
" :dubious: "
this continues for some time as we both (me artfully, her clumsily) dance around the issue of our “relationship” and the conversation ends badly, she wanders off in a huff, I still remain dubious and slightly amused at how badly she handled that and the fact that her friend apparently called her almost immediately to report my flirting.

So anyways, we keep talking later in the week and we go to a crush party, her as my date. Long story short, she’s really drunk, and so is this rather sketch-tastic guy who she’s also friends with, and they drunkenly peace out on me. This really sets me off, since if nothing else as my date she wasn’t supposed to randomly ditch me. This results in a good sized dent from my fist on a (flimsy, I guess) metal doorway. I get way MORE pissed when I found out she had sex with him (we had not, in fact we had only kissed up to that point, i think she was holding out to get me in a relationship, ironically enough). So I rather calmly confront her about it and she flatly denies it. In fact, she gets really pissed at me for even daring to SUGGEST such a thing had happened. it did though, in fact, they managed to break a coffee table during it. At this point I’m so fed up with this girls ridiculousness that I’m not even mad, just amused, and proceed to cheerfully chew her out, with her vehemently protesting that anything had even happened and HOW DARE I accuse her of that! Eventually, I got bored, finally figured out she wasn’t stable enough to be worth my time, and peace out. Now she dates one of the guys down the hall.

She’s insane. Batshit crazy, this story is hell long and I didn’t even get halfway through all the fun shit that was involved with it.

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Even easier. Use “Advanced” or “Reply with Quote”. You’ll get all those pretty options that let you choose font, size, color (and which don’t always work but just go back and go forth again). One of them is an icon, right under the Size dropdown, that looks like a green and blue ball and a chain link.

Click on it.

You’ll get a pop-up. Write “Linky” and click OK or Enter.

Second pop-up. Paste the actual address.

Ta-daaaa!

Hey, I’m lazy and I make a living explaining people what’s the laziest button to use.

/hijack

In the spirit of the thread, one of my cousins is a redhead. Not “reddish haired,” like Middlebro: absolut carrot-top, grey eyes, milky-white skin on which even the freckles are a lighter color than those of other people. For many years she and a distant cousin on another side were the only redheads I knew.

Then we had a wedding. Holy Moley! Half the blooming room was redheads!

It made this brunette feel very, very strange, being in the minority for looks.

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Dear Nava*,

I represent the Allied Software Manual Writers of America. We are concerned at your attempt to explain computer things clearly and simply, which is a breach of our Charter.
If you do not cease and desist, we will be forced to send an even stronger complaint. With more verbiage. :eek: And we won’t hesitate to use obfustcation. :smack:

*clearly a pseudonym!

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Did you have them on your butt?

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Appreciated glee*

According to my lawyers, my current location is not a part of America, either in the political or geographical sense. Nevertheless I appreciate your concern and will attempt to address it accordingly. Therefore I shall from now on refrain from the unwarranted utilization of monosyllabic words in my official documents, with appropiate exemptions made for adverbs, prepositions and other underdeveloped verbifications required by grammar.

I trust that this will resolve any issues that my unthinking behaviour may have caused.

Yours truly,
Nava

  • look who’s talking.

PS: Rigamarole, my cousin gets freckles on any skin that’s exposed to the sun without a ton of carrot-juice sunscreen. Other non-redheaded freckley friends share this trait.

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I was born a redhead, and still have the skin to prove it (minimal freckles, I model my sun habits on the vampire community). My hair was brighter when I was younger.
When I was a student, I was working on a wound-care patient, he had a bad leg, swollen, significant wound, cellulitis. Giving his history, he reported the injury was from, “I got bit by a Red-Headed Woman”.
That’s silly. Everyone knows the venom is fatal.

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I don’t know about good or bad, but I suspect I qualify as the ugly…:eek:

Sorry, other than that, I got nuttin’