i would've posted this in offtopic, but after second thought, i didn't really want a bunch of overtly retarded questions and answers.

this is the latest one i've been asked, with my answers... feel free to post your own. don't forget the question as well as your own pros/cons.


'do you want to just be another magazine guy forever?'

why is it a hard question: because 'a magazine guy' can only make about 65k/year, but the job is fucking fun. you get to travel all over the us for free, sometimes abroad, you get to party with friends, you get tons of free stuff, everything from new vehicles to free stuff for your own vehicles, plus it's a decent paying job.

the pros/cons: moving up to a publisher or higher office is, of course, more money, it's more status in the industry and you get to direct how a certain publication is run. while those are great things you still need to become a corporate 'yes man,' which means not only giving up all 'fun' travel, vehicle amenities as well as freedom, but also loosing most real industry friendships in leu of fake advertising friendships.

What did you answer?
I'd say that's a difficult question because the person could be looking for a 'magazine guy' for long term, not someone who's eventually going to move up the chain of command & potentially 'overtake' them someday. Or, maybe they don't want to hire "just another magazine guy" and want someone who is driven to do the job as best he can, in hopes of eventually moving up that same chain of command ladder.

I'll have to give some thought to what I would consider the most difficult question I've been asked lately... or ever.

i haven't answered yet. that's the hard part.

I'd say be the magazine guy while working on a project of your own.

One of the hardest questions I've ever been asked?

'Will you marry me?'

why is it a hard question: because I'm just petrified of the whole marriage thing.
I've been asked seriously by two different people, and one was just a flat out no, but that's not exactly the situation to laugh in someone's face. Him being my boyfriend didn't make my complete dodge of the question any easier. The second was my best friend. Now if there was anybody (at least at this current moment in time) in this world that I would marry, it would be him, and that's exactly what I told him. We're a lot alike, he understood my answer. (and he's still my best friend)

Why is it such a big deal?

Hell if I know, but it petrifies me. Somewhere in my head that word means forever (which is odd because my own parents were divorced before I can remember). So I don't know... I don't think I'll ever do the whole marriage ceremony white dress experience thing... I'd never say never, but with the amount of terror that floods through me by someone posing the question... I just don't see it happening.


edit: ew. I have the heebeejeebees just talking about it.

Hardest I've been asked.

"Can we perform a biopsy on your testicle?"


Why is it hard?: This short little doctor who looked like a toss out from The Oak Ridge Boys wanted to perform a biopsy on my nut, which had a small bump on it. At the time I'm thinking "sure, whatever". Little did I realize that it involved pulling the testicle out of my body, through my abdomen. I mean, if it was cancer, I'd lose both my balls and die. If it wasn't, I had to find out, which meant PULLING A NUT OUT OF MY STOMACH. Yeah, that was tough.

Why is it a big deal? Perhaps I didn't mention they wanted to PULL A NUT OUT OF MY STOMACH. If not, I think that explains it.

Don't worry, I did it, it was benign, it was the most painful experience of my life, but I'm OK (this all happened many years ago). And now you all know far more about me than you ever wanted to.

And how. OUCH!

If you want us to we can take a chunk of flesh from your ass and graft it to your shoulder to fill in the evulsion hole?

"i had a one and a half inch deep 3 inch across evulsion hole on my right shoulder. If you looked into it you could see my muscle twitching. It was great at parties before it healed."

I said NO!! the last thing I wanted was ass hair growing on my shoulder. Besides it healed over fine(its a big ass scar) but no indentation like they said there would be.

I got it plus the other 60% scar tissue on my back from flying out of a flipping car at well over 110 MPH

Oh... they also wanted to perform back surgery to fix my two compression fractures of the spinal cord and I told them to shove it

Yep, i think i'm gonna buy me one of those cars someday...
Then i'm gonna offer you a ride in it!!!

Hmm, the hardest question i have ever been asked.. I think it would have to be:
Do you want to cut the cord?
asked by the doctor that performed the C-section when my son was born..

Now, i don't have a fear of blood or anything like that. It was my son's birth, i was there, and i was nervous, and excited, as all hell!!
I said no. Simply because i was afraid that i might slip and screw something up..
after all, at the time of birth, everything is coated with a liquid. And slippery as well.. Put me in an emergency situation where i would 'have' to do it and i would without hesitation. But this was that moment when he, my own son, was being born.. It was different..
But i did say yes when the doc asked if i wanted to see the reason she had to have a C-section.. Nothing like seeing the insides of a female on the table (she still hates me for that)
Now, i will say this... If you guys ever get the chance to be there when your child is born, DO IT!!!! It is the most interesting, exciting, life changing moment that you will ever have!!

I've been asked over and over by various friends and family memebers weekly since my daughter was born, "So when are you guys having another one?". Honestly, it's annoying. I'm not even 25 years old for crying out loud and I'm not done with school. Don't get me wrong, my daughter is MY LIFE and I do everything I can to be the best mother possible. That said, the hardest question I've ever been asked is:

"Mommy, when will God be done making my baby brother or sister?"

damn, the little baby question would be pretty hard to answer, especially from a child. it's either launch into the birds and bee's talk at that point or come up with some asinine and bullshit disney explanation.

marriage scares the shit outta me too. i've been with two chicks that i've almost or at least been the closest to considering, but even then the thought of it was equal to being kicked in the nuts. i couldn't do it, and i don't know if i'll ever be able to. something in the back of my head keeps saying 'do you really want to delete all those names in your phone?'

for now my answer is no.

'Do you have a girlfriend yet?'

My aunt asks it repeatedly, my mom occasionally, and it's usually followed up by some line about how much my mom would love grandchildren.

Hmm - mine's kinda similar:

When are you going to have some kids?

I don't want kids, I don't feel responsible enough to look after myself, let alone a small child. I love my independance, I love not being woken at 2am by a screaming baby, I love being able to leave things around the house that wouldn't be considered child friendly. That's the pro's.

The cons: Disappointing my family and my b/f's family, and perhaps one day reaching an age where I can no longer have kids then deciding I want them. If I had a kid now though, it would be for all the wrong reasons. The hard part is telling our parents we don't want kids.

I say wait. Then, if it's too late, and you just have to have your own, you can adopt. Best thing is to just have friends with kids. All the joy and fun of having them, but you can just send them off when you're spent.

It's not so much of explaining HOW you have them, it's why we CAN"T have them right now. At 4, she can't understand that mommy and daddy aren't ready for more kids just yet. She doesn't understand that we got married very young and that I'm still in school and that were still not settled with savings, insurance, 401K's, shit like that. She just knows that she wants one. I think I'll buy her a dog for x-mas and hope that fills the void for now.

Hardest question to answer *it was a two parter*, was :
"How many ribs do you think are cracked or broken? ... Is the Lousiville Slugger ok?"

Why: My ribs were a little cracked and bruised... and I was lucky to be walking on my own.

2nd Why: Because, who asks about wether or not the baseball bat, the metal baseball bat that hit and cracked ribs, was ok? weird doctor... good sense of humor I guess...