This one time at band camp..
We all have a story. A history of where we have been, things we have done, how we became who we are.
And for some reason there is always that person who has to have done it Bigger Badder or Better than anyone in competition for the air in the room. Seriously, if that is you, shut up.
Not to step on anyone's toes (I am aiming for arches) but its got to be said, its not becoming. It stinks like that week old 3 inch fish you've been hiding in the cooler so no one finds out it wasn't really 12 inches!
And just like that itty bitty fish; the stink is gonna come out, someone who actually went to band camp is gonna call you out and you'll be picking ego wedgie out of your ass for months.
So maybe you really do have a 12 inch fish you caught bare handed at band camp and taught it to sing the Lord of Acid's song "The abc's of Kinky Sex". Good for you. Here's your cookie. If someone is telling you something about themselves just shut up and let them have their moment. Trust me, you'll get your time to shine.
For you who are new: Be you. Don't think we are looking to see if you have super skills or know somebody that knows somebody. We just want to know your cool and trust worthy. Lie about having some ultra top secret job and run into that one person who knows your lying...its gonna get around, it won't be cool and you won't be trusted. Trust me.
Worried that you won't have anything interesting to say? Then just listen, learn and wait. You'll be surprised that you will actually have a lot to talk about once you stop trying to come up with your next tale and keeping your stories straight.
You want us to like you, bring you into the fold or be accepted? Be real. Be you. Leave Bigger Badder Better to be another fool. Really.