Today a dear friend of mine paid me by far one of the nicest compliments. And it opened my eyes a little too to who I , Laura Anne Webster, really am and strive to become. An empowering experience if you will. I was told that I was quote bad ass unquote. Granted it's an expelitive. But who the hell cares! I'm bad ass! I told her "I wish I could look up bad ass in the dictionary. I wish there was a definition for bad ass." and without a single peep, she just pointed to me repeadedly. Now THAT is a friend in deed. Can I just ask any and all women reading (i.e. Mary and Amanda) to write in an empowering experience they've had? I.e. sticking it to the man, standing your ground, swimming against the current?
Big gulps huh? Well, See ya later!
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I must say that one of the most gratifying experiences of my entire existance was the day I played speed with the super genius in high school...
I went into the AP biophysics class to visit some friends of mine (it was toward the end of the year and I had ridiculously smart friends. Way smarter than me). There was a kid in the class who thought he was pretty much the greatest thing alive. So when I went in there, he said to me, in a very mocking tone, "Hey Amanda, do you know what the answer to this one is?," referring to some sort of equation on the board that might as well have been greek to me. I responded, "Ohhh I see. You think you're better than me." To which he smugly laughed. So I said, "Tell you what, smarty, I may not be able to do your little mathematical equation, but I can most certainly bring the heat when it comes to playing speed (as in the card game--like I said, it was the end of the year so I happened to have a deck of cards with me).
So I challenged him, and anybody else who wanted to play me. Smuggy McSmuggerson said he wanted to watch me play other people first so he could "see my strategy". I said that it didn't matter to me. I proceeded to play about 10 different people in the physics class, and all of them lost horribly. Finally Mr Smarty decided he was finally ready to play me. And he talked some serious smack. I will not lie. I was nervous. I had to represent the street smarts of America. I felt the pressure. But I didn't show it.
The Speed Gods were definitely with me that day, my friends. It was probably the best game of speed I have ever played. Completely flawless. It was a stream of cards, one after another. I schooled him big time. I
Just as I put my last card down, the bell rang. With the entire AP biophysics class watching, I collected my cards from the dumbfounded physics genius, stood up and said, "I let you get back to your homework now," and walked out.
It was one of the greatest moments of my life.
Oh my gosh that was awesome. Thank you so much for sharing!!! love it. I can't believe you made it through... all that pressure! And you skooled the boy! Wow, truly an empowering moment and an inspiration to us all. I'll share your story with the friend who told me I was BA and she'll think you're BA too i bet!!! YAY!
Well, I'm not mary or amanda, but I'll tell my story anyways. The more the merrier, right?
I happen to have a rather unfortunate last name. And it resulted in a lot of teasing in high school and all, but usually behind the back and stuff. But I was used to it, so whatever. Anyways... I was in physics and it was the last day of school. There were 2 guys who were much cooler than I, the band geek, who I never spoke to except for if we got paired up for labs or something. (But that was just the natural order of high school life.) So on that last day, in front of the whole class, one of them made some joke about my last name (which was actually kinda funny) and I just turned to him and said something along the lines of "Oh, it's too bad you have nothing better to do with your time than make fun of my name. But if that's what you need to do for entertainment, have fun." The friend chimed in "I didn't say anything" and my response was "Yeah...at least your friend had the guts to say it in front of my face." and turned and walked out. And that was a very fine way to end my senior year.
Therapy because of teasing: $1,000
Cool jeans to try to be slightly less of a geek: $50
New pair of chucks to celebrate my empowering moment: $30
Look on Adam's face when I got the last word in: Priceless
SO COOL! YOU are BAD ASS!!!!! I loved that story. And your mastercard thing at the end. I loved that story!! Nice to meet you and thank you for commenting. YAY! More people! More bloggy friends!
Oh man! What does it mean when you can't think of any BA stories in your life?!!
It means I gotta go get me some, that's what!
Seriously, I need to think if I have any. I'll get back to you. Great post!
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