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If you’re new around here, confessions are a time for us to all unburden ourselves of the silliness we’re feeling at the moment.

I share dumb things, then you share dumb things, and we all have a better day because of it. Let’s get started! 

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Confession 1

I was at Costco a few weeks ago, on a Wednesday night. I love to go mid-week when possible, because our warehouse is pretty empty.

As I was shopping, I noticed a lot of weird movements around the produce section. Someone dressed in a striped red and white shirt, wearing a hat with a pom pom on top, and round glasses when flying by.

He darted behind a large cardboard box full of onions and yelled “found you” to another person dressed just like him.

My friends, I stumbled into a Where’s Waldo game of adult hide and seek.

As I finished my shopping, I saw five more of these people, all hiding around the warehouse.

Confession 2

My eyes are extremely sensitive to light; I often have to wear sunglasses, even during the fall or winter. Troy calls me a vampire. It’s a whole vibe.

I’ve been wearing glasses or contacts since 5th grade, which means my eyesight sucks and keeps getting worse. Now that I’m getting older, I have a harder time seeing things in dim lights.

But there have been times when things look dim, so I lift up my sunglasses to see better, only for it to be too bright for me to see anything. I’m a hot mess.

Confession 3

I’m not sure if this is a regional thing or not, but people in the Pacific Northwest apologize WAY too much. And yes, I do it. Sorry.

I’ve noticed that if one person is heading into a location and other is coming out, both will say “ooops, sorry” as they reach for the door. What is there to be sorry about? You both needed to use a door. You both were deferential to the other.

And yet, I constantly say sorry to anyone going into or out of the same location as me. Always.

If you want to know the true PNW heart, check out this old local commercial on how we handle four-way stops.

Confession 4

I was running errands a few weeks ago and stopped by a local fast food chain to use the bathroom. I asked the woman at the counter for the code, and she said 8675, and I couldn’t stop laughing.

She seemed so pleased that I got the joke. I’m guessing most customers are either not paying attention or don’t understand it.

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  1. Our robotics coach got to pick any number to be the Team Number and put on their shirts–86753 was the number. We laughed and were singing the song all day, but none of the parents forgot it!

  2. 4 way stops make me absolutely NUTS. “Midwest nice” here as well for all things, but people! There are rules about these stops for a reason! It is one of the few things in life where whoever gets there first, GETS TO GO FIRST. Oops, sorry if I offended anyone.

    1. A lot of places around here are transitioning to roundabouts, WHICH I LOVE. But people still can’t figure them out and it drives me bananas.

  3. Ooh I have one. My husband plays a video game on his PC for fun, and he likes to have the sound up…but he doesn’t use headphones. Our computers are near each other, and right near our bedroom, so that means I often hear explosion/battle sounds and it’s really annoying. But if I say anything he says he needs the sound so he doesn’t miss anything and can avoid getting hit. I play the game sometimes with him, and I admit the sound doesn’t bother me then…but when I’m trying to read, or maybe even go to sleep? VERY annoying. Sigh. And no, the PC doesn’t have a headphone jack, I don’t think. I’m beginning to really wish nobody had invented video games.

    To clarify, this is a game he plays for relaxation, and he works very hard to support our family, so I don’t want to be a nag or anything. What I often do is put my own earbuds in and listen to music to kind of drown it out. I do have tinnitus, so that adds an extra dimension to it all.

    1. My husband is also very into PC gaming and I also do NOT want to hear the sounds of his gaming. He has bluetooth headphones (Idk if there’s ISN’T a headphone jack, or he just prefers not to have the cord) that work amazingly well. Almost too well….because when he has them on, he pretty much can’t hear anything else going on in the house. So that could be an issue if you have kids or anything he really needs to listen for; we don’t so to me it’s worth it lol. He can quietly play his games while I watch Food Network and browse Pinterest in peace 🙂