But I Don’t Wanna!

27 Mar

The majority of my life is spent acting somewhat maturely, pretending to be a grown up and hoping that at some point, as I get closer and closer to thirty, I will work out what the hell I am supposed to be doing.

But there is a tiny percent of the time that my inner teenager fancies getting out and wreaking havoc. We all have one, don’t we? A child who often scurries away and hides, allowing us to go about our daily business without too much bother, but sometimes pops up when you’re least expecting it and pings a metaphorical elastic band in the face of a stranger.

Last week was one of those weeks. On Friday I had a massive teenage strop when my computer at work decided to start writing in Russian. I couldn’t for the life of me work out how to change it, and after spending half an hour on the phone to IT, I accidentally flung a pint glass of water over my desk, soaking everything including the carefully handwritten to do list that I had been writing to take up some time while IT fiddled about.

Then, at the weekend, I was met with someone who I wouldn’t normally come across. A feminist (I can almost hear the panto hiss). Dont get me wrong, I believe in the vote and equality and all that business. but there sometimes strikes me as some feminist points of view that are just there to be in the way of life. I don’t strive to be a little lady that cooks dinner and does the washing up all the time, but at the same time I like cooking and I’m firmly in the ‘shaving armpits is a must’ camp. I like nail varnish and lip stick and sequins and this doesn’t make me a terrible person.

So anyway, back to the story. I was sitting round the table enjoying the first BBQ of the year with a group of people and watching The Voice. The conversation transcended to winners, losers and people from the X Factor, and suddenly there was a heated argument between the boys about who was more horrendous; Alexandra Burke or Leona Lewis. I listened, and then two of us piped up. “Leona Lewis looks like a sex change horse” I said. I’d had a few glasses of wine. My friend argued for why Alexandra Burke was worse, just as eloquently, until we were shushed by la feminist.

“I think that’s totally subjective. We should support her, she is after all, female” she said.

The teenager in me stood up and told her that was ridiculous, and that of course it was subjective as it was my opinion thankyouverymuch and that it didn’t matter that she was female, she was still very irritating and no one could understand a word she said.

But of course I didn’t do that. I smiled, nodded and changed the subject.

What makes your inner child want to throw a tantrum?

If you are missing me then please head over to read my interview with the Byronic Man , where I only mention Ryan Reynolds once.

17 Responses to “But I Don’t Wanna!”

  1. gojulesgo March 27, 2012 at 7:12 pm #

    LOL Your last line has me giggling (Ryan Reynolds).

    I am SO with you. Just because someone’s female doesn’t mean we should support her unquestioningly! (And shaving armpits really is a must, ha!)

    I get really immature when I have to share things sometimes. Like my champagne. “But I don’t wanna!!!” 😉

    • gojulesgo March 27, 2012 at 7:13 pm #

      P.S. – Juuust in case it wasn’t clear, I only say that in my head, LOL

    • tinkerbelle86 March 28, 2012 at 9:06 pm #

      I’ve grown! (but i did run around the house yelling RYANREYNOLDSRYANREYNOLDS! to get it out of my system) 😉

  2. bdewayne March 27, 2012 at 7:21 pm #

    Wonderful post.I think you should have” gone off ” on your antagonist;that always makes for great fun at BBQ parties;and great conversation.You could always blame it on the vino.Hell I’m 61 and I can act like a petulant teenager at the drop of a hat.But I have a ready made excuse;I’m old and more than likely “senile”.Just keep on being yourself young lady and be happy and have fun.And keep on blogging.

  3. The Hobbler March 27, 2012 at 7:36 pm #

    Rules…I am 30, an should be over it by now, but when it comes to things as simple as blog award rules to wearing white only at certain times of the year, my inner child throws a fit, and usually does not comply.

  4. visitingmissouri March 27, 2012 at 7:51 pm #

    When people don’t take board games seriously. I rarely play any, but if I do, there is NO getting distracted, NO flexing the rules (if you can’t pay the friggin’ rent on his street, you CANNOT pay him with your stations, I cannot stress this enough) and I might occasionally be cheating, just to make sure you’re still paying attention.

    • tinkerbelle86 March 28, 2012 at 9:06 pm #

      this is probably the best comment I have ever recieved.

  5. kidspartyheaven March 27, 2012 at 8:07 pm #

    I must just declare that I’m a crochet addicted, glitter loving, armpit ( and other hairy bit) shaver, nail polish wearing , all cooking/sewing and making stuff person, stay at home till the kids went to school mum, lipstick wearing ( sometimes) woman who adores her man and loves to make a big fuss of him including cooking and baking. I like to look after. It’s my thing. I’m also a grandma and a feminist.
    Feminists are just women who are politicized. We are all different.
    Personally I’m anti the sex industry and it’s ever reaching effects on our youth. I’m pro intimacy and lusty sex, preferably in a relationship or responsibly and honestly with someone who respects you and in turn you respect.
    That declaration over, I understand the feminist in question’s comment. She failed to explain herself adequately which is why I think you were quick to anger.
    Us women are brought up to attack one another ( bitches) . It’s fair enough that we do that if the woman in question deserves the attack. Men and women equally can be rotters and justify criticism from time to time.
    But why are we so quick to lampoon the appearances of other women when all women seem to suffer so badly from a innate lack of self esteem that seems to follow us around from our teen years?
    I know it can be annoying when we are pulled up over a throwaway comment made in jest, but sometimes we don’t realise just what we are doing, or more importantly why we are doing it.
    A little awareness can go a long way in making life better for everyone.

    Anyone who has the guts to go through that trial by television talent show malarky and come out successful with their dignity still intact deserves a level of respect in my opinion.
    I’d rather you criticize Simon Cowell ( and that’s not just because he’s a man).
    I expect now you want to throw something at me.
    Calm down dear, it’s only the Internet.

    • Kats Whispers March 28, 2012 at 7:53 am #

      I consider myself a feminist but still love shoes, cooking and worrying about how my hair looks. I always worried about how I would be viewed by other women if I told them I was a feminist until I read How to Be a Woman…utterly brilliant book.

      As for The Voice, I totally love the way the judges try to hide that little look of disgust that passes over their faces when they see who is singing. It’s hilarious how they can turn it into sad-sympathetic-puppy-eyes in a flash x

  6. nelle March 27, 2012 at 8:15 pm #

    ruh roh… this transwoman dyke feminist backs out slowly.

  7. Kourtney Heintz March 27, 2012 at 10:46 pm #

    I hate when anyone tells me what I should do.like they are the moral fiber of the nation/world. Opinions are opinions. Everyone is entitled to theirs. When you start policing opinions that is scary.

  8. susielindau March 28, 2012 at 12:02 am #

    That is so funny! I think my inner teenager comes out when someone second guesses something I just checked out…like I don’t have a brain or any memory or or, OR….see what I mean????

  9. butterflyblot March 28, 2012 at 11:22 am #

    Your post is reminiscent of my life philosophies; I too absolutely adore cooking, lip stick, nail varnish and sequins. This is what I like to call “irontastico” as my mum is a professor of women’s studies. Being professional at work is easy, most days, but silly girly is word when I’m off the clock.

  10. prenin March 28, 2012 at 2:53 pm #

    I guess my bug has to be being called ‘Racist’ because I irritate a female Communist!

    I have friends of many origins and they never seem to complain about my friendship! 🙂

    Personally I think women have it hard enough without others trying to get them to think the same way… 🙂

    Love and hugs!


  11. Granddad. April 2, 2012 at 1:41 pm #

    To my mind, feminism means trying to appear in a traditionally feminine manner, not behaving like some strident harridan with a grudge (Harriet Harperson?) Shaving the armpits and legs is an essential part of the required routine of femininism – one which seems to be sadly lacking in most of Europe. I understand that girls in Greece back comb the hair on their legs and use it to hold up their stockings. I once had a girlfriend who was half French. She was a lovely girl, but she used to shave only one armpit!
    Keep on blogging,
    Love, Granddad XXX

  12. creativeboys April 24, 2012 at 2:06 pm #

    I have no idea about the inner child that will throw tantrums, I missed that, i think if frustrations got me too much, it might just come back. 😉

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