Originally Posted by Graleyne (Post 1815919)

You know that old saying that everyone is famous in a small town? Well, I am here to tell you it is TRUE. And if you didn't happen to be born and raised in that small town, you are even MORE famous because everyone is nosy and curious about what the "foreigner" does. In this case, the "foreigner" is ME.

So at 8am this morning I got a phone call from my MIL. I went to the grocery store yesterday and someone she knows saw me there and saw me checking out. This person took it upon themselves to call Carol (my MIL) and ALERT her to the fact that I did not purchase any meat. She was just "concerned" that Mike and I were having "money problems" and couldn't afford to buy meat for our family and she was worried about "the poor children". :mad:

I didn't buy meat because I'M A VEGETARIAN! How she didn't know that I don't know. Lord knows the rest of the town does. Its just another thing that makes me "weird".

Then there are all the speculations and rumors going around about my health. According to the town gossip I've had everything from a brain tumor to cancer to the plague.

And did ya'll know that in the 8 years I have lived here I have YET to be spotted in one of the 1500 churches around here. MIL brought this to my attention. So I told her it was because I was too busy sacrificing animals and small children on Saturday nights and I was just too tired on Sunday mornings. (OK, I DO acknowledge that probably was not a nice thing to say on my part, but I was mad).

I am just tired of it all. No matter how much I watch what I say or do they still find something to talk about. I told Mike I am going to start sitting on the front porch in my bathrobe with curlers in half my hair and clown make up on and squirt everyone who comes near our yard with a water hose. They already think I'm crazy I might as well have some fun, right?

Originally Posted by bren (Post 1816268)

WOW! I'm originally from a small town but not THAT small that people would talk about what you're buying at the grocery store :eek: ! It's nice that you have a bit of a sense of humor about it, though. I can't imagine living around all that DRAMA! I hate drama...
Why do they even care WHAT you buy or what you do??? These people need to get a hobby or something--find something constructive to do with all of their free time.
I think at this point, I'd start acting really bizarre around people, just to get a reaction--see what they'll say next. Go beyond your porch with the garden hose and your clown makeup :)

Originally Posted by Yorkiedaze (Post 1816273)

I know exactly how you feel. We were in the AF for 20 years and some places called us "basers" like a bad word and some just wanted to know more than they should. We lived in CA. from 1985 till 1999, retired and moved to a very small place in TN. and lasted 20 months. The mentality there was only "fags" and druggies come from CA. We sold our big beautiful home on 6 1/2 acres, and got back to CA. as fast as we could.
Good luck to you. I do hope you find your happiness somewhere else. Life is just far too short to be miserable.

Originally Posted by Graleyne (Post 1816288)

Speaking of being called "fags", that is the other rumor going around about me. I am really a lesbian. This is based on the fact that I have been spotted talking to my best friend of nearly 17 years in my driveway and I hugged her and kissed her on the cheek. And they all feel so sorry for poor Mike because he married "that weird foreign girl" and he just doesn't have a clue what he's gotten into. :rolleyes: