OK, admit it. What obnoxious behaviour did you demonstrate as a child?

[yvr girl]

I'll go first.

I was out for dinner with my family when I was about 10. I ordered a Shirley Temple, which was my beverage of choice at the time. It wasn't good. (I was quite a connoisseur.) I sent it back. Twice. I don't know why my parents allowed this, but they did. I'm surprized the waitress didn't dump it on my head.

Fess up.

[qnr]

1. I used to climb curtains and assorted other things

No surprise I never lasted more than four months at any foster home

[Texasgal]

15. Dressed to the nines.... I was about

3 or 4... My family was having dinner at the Austin Country Club, where I excused myself and came out of the bathroom exclaiming to a full dining room that " I went to the bathroom ALL BY MYSELF, and I WIPED and EVERYTHING! " My mother was HORRIFIED!

[qnr]

43. Well, at least you didn't have everyone inspect your hands :)

[alittlelark]

39. If I had been your foster mother you could have stayed

but I would have insisted you climbed the redwoods instead (as mine do!). There is nothing wrong w trying to see over the BS in the world....I'm convinced that's what the climbers are doing!

[qnr]

40. Thanks. I remember using that line of thought on them

but it didn't work. I'm not being facetious btw, I was a real pain in many ways, but it was almost always due to an inate sense of curiousity.

[alittlelark]

46. Only the smart ones display curiosity

the rest are, well, boring.

[Red State Rebel]

57. Oh! I was a climber too!

Started as a toddler - my Mom said she would walk into the living room and I would be on top of the TV cabinet. At my grandmother's I climbed up the shelves of one of those white metal cabinets she had in her kitchen and pulled the thing over on me. Broke her dishes, jars of food, etc.

[Rick Myers]

2. When I was 5...

1962...

I was riding in a car with my parents, and my grandfather was holding me... I looked up at the half moon and said:

"The Russians took half our moon!!!"

Yikes!!!

[yvr girl]

13. That's cute

Definitely marks you as a child of the cold war, but cute.

[qnr]

45. Heheheh nice one.

I was on a bus in Buffalo, NY. About 4 I think, saw a lady wearing stockings, grabbed my "mothers" skirt, pointed her out, and said "Look! Look! A Two-toned lady!"

[SemiCharmedQuark]

54. lol, that's so cute!

[greatauntoftriplets]

3. We were eating at a restaurant in the town where my grandmother lived.

The bathroom had a perfume machine. My sister and I were given money to get some perfume (jeez, it stank like hell, but I was maybe 6 years old....)

However....there was another machine in the room that accepted money. So I decided to buy one for my mother because I had seen her using this item.

It was a sanitary napkin (ancient history thing). So there I am, walking proudly through the restaurant, talking loudly to my mother about the great present I bought her.

Yikes!

[fudge stripe cookays]

12. Now THAT's funny!

Amazing the good intentions children have, eh?

[SarahB]

4. I yelled at a mime.

The worst is probably when I was between 6 and 10 and I had temper tantrums in public and yelled a number of times, "Help, my mom's trying to kill me!" She wasn't, but I was being a total brat. She later said, "I hope you end up with a bunch of hyper boys to drive you crazy." I did (but they have never been that naughty-- close, but not quite.) She still hasn't quite forgiven me 25 years later. :eyes:

[mwdem]

10. Ohh, Sarah, my daughter used to do that to me...

She was younger, 5 or 6, but would throw the worst tantrums ever in public. She's now 29, and has turned out great, as I'm sure you have!

[mermaid]

5. For Me, The Better Question Is....

What obnoxious behavior DIDN'T I demonstrate as a child??

And as I have gotten older I have found more ways to be obnoxious...my current favorite is this...

Go to an all-you-can-eat buffet, get a plate, and fill it max...I mean OVERFLOWING with food like a fucking Thanksgiving plate.
Take it back to your table...DO NOT EAT IT...
Go back up to the buffet with a clean plate, and fill this one max, too. Take it back to your table...DO NOT EAT IT...continue repeating this until they throw you out of the buffet.
When they ask you to leave, ask them for a doggie bag!!

:P

[mermaid]

21. Now THIS Is A Highlight From My Childhood....

First, I need to set this up for you.

The year was 1975. The number one movie of 1975 was "The Godfather."

We are Italian Catholics.

Ever see in those movies, the SOMBER, SERIOUS way in which Italian Catholics worship? Thi sis TRUTH!! I mean, cracking even a smile in church is a mortal sin for an Italian catholic!!

At the time, we lived in the South Side of Chicago (Capone country) and none of us understood the appeal of shows like The Untouchables (the wrong side always won)
To us, the Mafia was a local fraternal organization. Just some nice men doing business.

Now, here's the scene:
We are in church, our very strict fundamentalist Italian Catholic church. Mom is on one side of me, Dad on the other...little 4 year old me right in between, so everyone knows EXACTLY whose kid I am.

Today, we are sitting in the front pew.

For those not familiar with Catholic tradition, part of the service involves offering "the sign of peace" to those around you. When this happens, you shake hands with people around you and say "peace be with you." and they reply, "and also with you."

During this ceremony, the priest, Father Tony, came down from the pulpit to shake hands and offer the sign of peace to parishioners in the first row.

No sooner than Father Tony had taken my little four year old hand to offer me the sign of peace, than I bellow out, for all to hear...

I JUST SHOOK HANDS WITH THE GOD FATHER!!!

Well, you never in your life before saw a churchful of somber, serious, Italian Catholics, who collectively looked, a second earlier, as if they hadn't taken a shit in a month...as one, bust out laughing...even Father Tony lost it!!

My poor parents wanted to disappear!

I do not remember anything else that happened that day....fuckin' LOL!!

[ScreamingMeemie]

6. I never did anything wrong.

;)

[qnr]

26. Either did I, if there was someone convenient to blame.

Actually, I'm kidding, I never did go into blaming others. Besides, I was pretty darned good at ensuring that I attracted the blame. Take for example the time that I was given money for the collection plate at church, and decided to buy those red pistachios instead. Somehow or other, just looking at my fingers and mouth, they were able to determine that I'd been naughty.

[YellowRubberDuckie]

38. Uh huh...

I'm sure you're just worried your kids are going to read this. LOL
:hi:
Duckie

[qnr]

42. heheh no kid, but I might be fibbing a bit

can't remember many times when I consciously blamed others though I'm sure it did happen.

[Misunderestimator]

7. I was always right...

and my teachers hated me... except for the smart ones, who loved me. :)

That's cute about you and the Shirley Temple. :)

[ScreamingMeemie]

20. No. I was always right.

;) see above.

[Misunderestimator]

23. Oh... that's funny

I see we have something in common :toast:

[ScreamingMeemie]

28. I knew I always liked you!

:toast:

[fudge stripe cookays]

8. Where should I start?

About 4: There was a restaurant in DC that we went to when my aunt, uncle, and cousins came to visit.

I was drinking fruit punch and kept leaning back in my chair, annoying my mom. She kept telling me to stop.

Finally I leaned back just a little TOOOOO far...the chair upended, I hit the floor, the glass broke, and I had fruit punch all over my face. Of course mom thought it was blood and went hysterical.

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One day when I was ALSO about 4, I got into my mom's cosmetics, found a tube of Avon "Rose Mint" cream, and used it like finger paint all over the sheets, walls, and me in my room.
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At 11, I flushed strawberry shortcake down my parents' toilet (mom was always griping about me wasting food and I didn't want to have to walk past her in the kitchen and hear it again, so I did the obvious.

My dad beat the living crap out of me, although I kept trying to hold pillows over my butt. It didn't work very well.

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There are others, but I'm drawing a blank.

FSC

[yvr girl]

24. I decided to wash the basement floor once

It's easy. Take one nearly full bottle of dish detergent, and squeeze it onto the floor. Get a really wet mop and start cleaning. I'm sure even 30 years later, you'd still be able to find some suds in the corners.

[flvegan]

9. What obnoxious behaviour DIDN'T I demonstrate?

I was a good-kid wannabe. I was weird, too. I had this "cape" and I'd "fly" up and down my street, pretending to be Shazam. Sure, I was, like, 6, but I must've creeped out the neighbors. I was like Halloween 365 days a year.

[yvr girl]

16. I could blink things, but only with my dad's help.

I wasn't strong enough on my own yet. When I got the opportunity to blink, there would be candy or a small toy under my pillow. Magic. You have to love it.

Once in a while, after dinner, the family would need to drink magic potion in order to keep our powers up. My older brother never seemed that enthused.

[da_chimperor]

11. I went out of my way to make adults look stupid

It wasn't so much as to make them look stupid as it was to prove that adults weren't always right. I was quite an insubordinate little bastard. I've calmed down a bit in my old age (early 20's) but I'm still like that to a degree regarding figures of authority. :evilgrin:

[jmm]

60. Me too.

Of course I had to be provoked, but once I was I'd make sure they'd regret it. I was especially bad when it came to teachers I didn't like. Even in first grade I started a few class revolts because I couldn't stand my teacher. Fortunately I had a way of doing it that never got me into too much trouble.

Guess I'm still like that today. I have a reputation at my job as the nicest bitch there thanks to a co-worker who claims I have a gift for being tough but so kind about it that nobody can complain.

[Maddy McCall]

14. I ate Play-doh

[RebelYell]

19. My friend that lived next door ate dog biscuits every day n/t

[LSdemocrat]

17. When I was about 11, I used to wear two digital watches on the same arm

[VOX]

56. Different time zones?

Or just keeping the time thing covered? :)

Been there.

[flamingyouth]

18. I shook baby powder all over my dad's bathroom

One night when I had a babysitter and my parents were out for a very rare evening together. I have no idea why I did it. I really wasn't a bad kid, I just got crazy ideas. Mom wasn't happy, needless to say.

[RebelYell]

22. I got so mad at my grandmother once

I took her glass containing her false teeth and put them in the middle of the road. They were smashed to bits. New ones cost her $800. Boy, did I get beat. I was 5 or 6 at the time.

[barb162]

31. gee what the hell did she do to you?

[RebelYell]

33. She told me I was adopted

She was MEAN.

[Kenneth ken]

25. obnoxious behavior

I was the fussiest eater I've ever known.

I would eat hamburgers, but not meat loaf.
I would eat chicken, but only the leg.
I would eat almost no vegetables.
etc.

My Mom, or my grand parents, if we were there, would try to make me eat by saying I had to sit at the table until I did.

At home, dinner for me often last three or more hours. I never complained, but I never ate what I didn't want to either. I learned to have a lot of patience at the dinner table.

Once at my grand parents, me Gram said I couldn't have dessert if I didn't finish my lunch. After lunch, my siblings, and several of the neighbor kids all got popsicles, but not me, because I hadn't finished my lunch. One of the other kids said I hadn't got a popsicle, but I never mentioned it. My Gram still tells this story 40-odd years later.

[vinnievin777]

27. I put on the chalkboard

Mrs. Karpowich is a big fat scumbag and pulled the projector slide screen down so when she pulled it up it said Mrs. Karpowich is a big fat scumbag for all the class to see.

I am sorry -- I know I was bad

Vinnie
http://www.vinnievin.com

[asjr]

29. I suppose I was a shy child but I could be pretty mean.

When I was about 9 years old I was visiting my aunt and my 3-yr old cousin. We were playing around a persimmon tree and I gave him a green one to eat. (I knew better) Of course it was awful and his mouth puckered up and he started crying. I really caught it from his mother and she shamed me to no end. I will never understand why I did that but I have never forgotten it. I hope his mother has.

[Skittles]

30. I had five brothers and no sisters

I could play my dad a lot easier than my brothers could, and I did. :D

[Dookus]

32. My twin sister and I

went through 9 baby mattresses between us. We'd take the pins from our diapers (yeah, I'm old) and tear up the mattresses. My older brothers had never done such a thing. I guess one of us taught the other to do it.

I also used to write on the wall with my shit when still a baby. My parent's still recall my twin's familiar cry of "Shawnie make-a poo-poo".

[Pithlet]

35. My firstborn did that

I went in one morning, after hearing cute delightful baby squeals on the monitor, to find a naked baby and shit covering every square inch of his crib, himself, the wall and whatever toys he had. The most hellacious mess you could imagine. Motherhood is a joy, sometimes.

[getoffmytrain]

34. Once...

When I was about five years old I was at Dillard's with my mom. I became separated for her and she looked all over for me and finally found me laying on the floor staring up the dress of a mannequin with a small crowd standing around laughing. Twenty some odd years later... she's sure to tell the story to any girl I bring home!

[HEyHEY]

36. When I was nine.....

Around a campfire full of people I said about another kid
"We have nothing in common, I like politics, he likes ninja turtles."


It was awful and even though I was a kid when I look back I feel so embarrased and bad.

[yvr girl]

37. that's funny n/t

[allalone]

41. always asking why? or how come?

[Mojambo]

44. When I was 5 or 6

My babysitter made me a peanut butter and jelly sandwich even though she knew I didn't like them.

I threw it out the window and she slapped me so hard I got a bloody nose. Then my mom came home and kicked the shit out of her.

[Swamp Rat]

47. When I was 3-5 years old, I used to steal and devour everyone's martini

olives. I can't stand the drink but I LOVE the olives when they have marinated for a few minutes. My love of olives began when I was an infant, after I had eaten a large jar of olives. My parents argued and accused each other of eating the entire jar of spicy olives, but all was revealed in my diaper the next morning - some of the olives were whole with the pimentos still intact. :D

[yvr girl]

48. So what's wrong with the rest of you

No high-spirited high-jinx when you were we things?

[Jokerman]

49. I cursed like a sailor by the time I was five.

Most likely because my dad was a sailor and I picked up all kinds of neat words & phrases from him.

My foul mouth earned me numerous detentions and no doubt lots of embarrassment for my mom.

[tigereye]

50. know it all

and tattle tale

[Ilsa]

52. My vocabulary wasn't that good at age 5.

And I led a sheltered life. I thought "damn" was a misspelling of "dam". I used "snatch" for a password until one of the guys I supervised informed me about its other meaning.

SO STOP BRAGGING, DAMMIT! ;)

[maveric]

51. I was 3, had to go #2 and my Mom told me to wait, I couldnt, so

I dropped my drawers and went RIGHT ON THE BOARDWALK, HAMPTON BEACH NH! It was during the summer so there were about 8 million people walking by me looking at me with looks of total disgust. My Mom was arguing about something with Dad and she only caught it at the end.
She was never more embarrassed in her life.

[SemiCharmedQuark]

53. I used to bury eggs in the backyard and pretend I was an archaeologist

This was bad because it would waste eggs, invite dogs, cats, raccoons, start to smell after awhile and plus I'd be leaving holes all over the yard when I "discovered" them again.
I would bite people (toddler)
I used to like to lick my feet
I would try to kiss people "like they did in the movies"

[VOX]

55. Hyperactivity -- I was a squirmy worm, and wired to the collarbones.

I would not sit still -- I bounced in the carseat, rocked in my bed, ran around my grammar school bugging the other kids, etc.

But I am **so** grateful that my parents didn't go the ritalin route for my hyperactivity. Instead, they applied creative approaches. In school, they worked it out with the teachers and principal so I got to run errands around the campus, cleaning erasers, piling up the milk-carton crates, and so on. I thought it was cool, and it burned up some of my energy in a good way.

But, lord, I was a holy terror. :evilgrin:

[eyesroll]

58. Lots and lots...

Mostly, it was know-it-all-ism.

At 3: I figured out it was much more fun to play with every lightswitch in the doctor's office than sit through my sister's exams (she had a crooked foot, so we were in there a lot).

At 4: I figured out it was more fun to stack all of the fitting-room chairs at (some store) in a pyramid than actually shop.

At 5: I figured out I could eavesdrop on adults who didn't know I could spell. "Do you think Stacie would like some c-a-n-d-y?" "Yes, please!"

At 6: "Mommy, how come people have to pay 10 cents for a napkin in the bathroom when they're free out in the restaurant?"

At 8: "Daddy, how come there are only men coming out of the all-girl revue?" (I should add this was as we were driving away from the Montreal hotel, AAA-recommended, that turned out to be a brothel.)

[Red State Rebel]

59. Hitchiking at age 3

I was supposed to be taking a nap and snuck out of the house and hitchiked to my parents work place. Some nice old man picked me up and game me a ride. When I got there, I remember realizing I was going to get into trouble and hiding out for a while then I finally saw my Dad and fessed up.