that bitch is mine!
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yup, you guessed it. this is a climbing post. and a life post.
okay so i was at the gym last night (no none of my imaginary boyfriends were there) and i was working with mg and hb. who may or may not become an and. i'm betting yes. anyway that's not the point. the point is that this guy is such a gentleman in this really cool and modern sort of way.
she and i hooked up to go climbing last week and she and this guy were inseperable from the moment we got there. nice thing is that they were very cool to me about it. there was no like easing of the sass out of the group... which i would have been okay with by the way.
anyway the three of us and hubris around the edges hooked up on monday night for some more climbing. hb showed up magically at the same time as us again. which... weird but cool.
and again the three of us hung out although they were a little more firmly into each other and i was a little more hanging with everyone there.
but here's the thing. he was climbing down to our level a little and yet not being condescending at all AND he was paying attention. so when i was working a move that just wasn't working he actually watched a few times and then broke it down for me. first do this, then do that and then bam. and fucked if in three of four tries i didn't do the move and send the problem.
which i had been working for months. getting stuck HALFWAY.
and he did all this while joking around, flirting with mg and holding down pretty interesting conversations with the rest of us. also climbing AND coaching (without being patronising or condescending).
guy never once tried to ease me out of conversation, he never teased anyone in a way that was hurtful, he just did the problem or move if i asked him to and did it slowly and well. full on gentleman and yet irreverent and silly.
nice to see.
i blame hockey actually. (yeah dude once played)
why?
because in hockey they make you dress for games (like shirt and tie) and teaching respect for others is a big part of the lore of the sport. along with the stanley cup there's the lady bing trophy. it's awarded to the most gentlemanly player.
it's always seemed that hockey culture is trying to get it right. players are taught to leave it on the ice and they're taught to work as a team while respecting each other. you can go a long way with that kind of attitude.
AND, in case you missed it? I SENT MY FUCKING PROBLEM!
*dance dance dance*
yup, you guessed it. this is a climbing post. and a life post.
okay so i was at the gym last night (no none of my imaginary boyfriends were there) and i was working with mg and hb. who may or may not become an and. i'm betting yes. anyway that's not the point. the point is that this guy is such a gentleman in this really cool and modern sort of way.
she and i hooked up to go climbing last week and she and this guy were inseperable from the moment we got there. nice thing is that they were very cool to me about it. there was no like easing of the sass out of the group... which i would have been okay with by the way.
anyway the three of us and hubris around the edges hooked up on monday night for some more climbing. hb showed up magically at the same time as us again. which... weird but cool.
and again the three of us hung out although they were a little more firmly into each other and i was a little more hanging with everyone there.
but here's the thing. he was climbing down to our level a little and yet not being condescending at all AND he was paying attention. so when i was working a move that just wasn't working he actually watched a few times and then broke it down for me. first do this, then do that and then bam. and fucked if in three of four tries i didn't do the move and send the problem.
which i had been working for months. getting stuck HALFWAY.
and he did all this while joking around, flirting with mg and holding down pretty interesting conversations with the rest of us. also climbing AND coaching (without being patronising or condescending).
guy never once tried to ease me out of conversation, he never teased anyone in a way that was hurtful, he just did the problem or move if i asked him to and did it slowly and well. full on gentleman and yet irreverent and silly.
nice to see.
i blame hockey actually. (yeah dude once played)
why?
because in hockey they make you dress for games (like shirt and tie) and teaching respect for others is a big part of the lore of the sport. along with the stanley cup there's the lady bing trophy. it's awarded to the most gentlemanly player.
it's always seemed that hockey culture is trying to get it right. players are taught to leave it on the ice and they're taught to work as a team while respecting each other. you can go a long way with that kind of attitude.
AND, in case you missed it? I SENT MY FUCKING PROBLEM!
*dance dance dance*
posted by sassinak | 11:49 PM
16 Comments:
Nice send on the Problem!
Weird, but I had forgotten that in high school we had to dress up on game days. I never quite understood this but I guess it has something to do with respect and keeping your head in the game so to speak.
wahoo on the problem!!
ahhh we had to dress up for swim meets in high school.
then in undergrad frat boys dressed up on monday's and carried around pineapples...
yea i think the pineapple was the beacon of disrespect....
either that, or keg stands and respect just can't be in symbiosis.
hmmm.
I dressed up for D&D in high school...different kind of thing I think.
I am going to say that "sending your problem" is a regional phrase that essentially means solved it. If that's the case, WAY TO FUCKING GO!!
By the way, what was the problem?
if there's a problem, yo! you'll resolve it
check out my beat while the DJ revolves it
duh-dun-dun-dun-duh-da-dun-dun
sass, sass, baby
jenn: i would say that it was to put your head into the game all day. i wonder if y'all did better if you dressed...
butt: i swam on a non school team so it wasn't really something i had to care about. mostly t-shirt, crazy on deck parka and goggles *grin*
now that last one requires a little thought...
buddy: uh... i never got into d&d but i blame the groups i played with
as for the problem that is exactly what it means. ah it was a v1 on an incline and i had to get my hand like 5 feet up and back and i had to learn a totally new thing to do it. essentially you push away from the wall with your feet and then pull in with your hands... but as two seperate moves.
dzer i adore you. never stop being this cool
*grin*
sass: hmm ... and here I thought you loathed karaoke singers .... especially those that make up their own adapted lyrics ;)
dzer: well i think vanilla ice is an idiot for trying to pretend that that song wasn't originally bowie and queen... but what you did? plain old good fun.
*is now REALLY going to kick d's ass...because she's sitting in the library going "dum dum dum dum dum CH dum dum dum dum dum dum over and over again"*
*clink clink*
awesome send Sass!
elle: oh man that's positively worth hurting someone over even!
i at least immediately get the queen version going and drown out vanilla ice ridiculousness.
hubris: snicker, thanks dude!
awesome is that i did it three times and that bitch is MINE!
i am now booking flights to guam.
actually, i have the paradoy i wrote for procedural due process in my head.
god i'm a nerd
elle: can't blame you a bit, bring me back some sand
you know, that's WAY better than vanilla ice isn't it?
what's this one about?
-serious:
nah, only if he KEEPS doing it despite obvious displays of disinterest. Of course, ideally, said obvious display of disinterest would be a direct statement of: "hey, don't do that anymore ok?" but people suck at straght up communication now don't they?
doll: do they ever!
rus: well it's a little different because he had no way of knowing where she was, he just happened to show up at a gym they're both members of...
that said, once or twice or thrice is nice... more than that is a bit scary if it's intentional...
procedural due process of law...has to do with constitutional law..habeus corpus..more american legal bullshit....WOOT!
in other news... think i'm ready for a stalker. any takers?
eeep buttah that just sounds like work or something!
i bet i can find you a stalker... cleveland let's see...
how far is that from the northern ohio bordeR?
:)
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