5 Things You Probably Didn't Want to Know About Me

by Jeffrey S Savage

The evil and eloquent, Evil HR Lady, recently tagged us in a blogosphere game called “5 Things No One Knows About You.” So I will be the first to take up the gauntlet, and I hope others on the blog will as well. Julie might even tell you where she’d really from.

(Actually just a side note, these will be 5 things you guys don’t know about me. Anything my wife doesn’t know by know is not fit for public consumption.)

1) Some of you may know that my wife and I dated for thirteen days before getting engaged, and were married 3 ½ months later. But what you don’t know is that we didn’t actually go out for over a year after the first time I asked her out. She blames it on the longish hair, moustache, and motorcycle. I say she just didn’t know a good thing when she saw it. (Which happened to be when I was fresh out of Army Reserve training with the accompanying tan, muscles, and crew cut.)

2) I have had a number of bizarre airplane experiences including: an emergency landing after a flight attendant became caught in an airplane elevator, a terrible claustrophobia experience when I was seated next to a very, very, large man who wouldn’t stand up when the plane landed and I was stuck beside him for almost an hour when a metal briefcase fell onto the head of another passenger and they had to bring in a stretcher, having a man escorted off the plane by air marshals when he didn’t take his meds and started preaching to the other passengers quite loudly, and a rather unpleasant experience involving HOT chocolate, inattentive parents, and three small children. And yet I keep flying.

3) I completed the St George Marathon in a time and condition I would rather not elaborate. Let’s just say my dad, who was running with me, said, “You better hurry up. There’s an old woman with a walker catching up.” To which I replied, “Trip her. I need the walker more than she does.”

4) I spent most of my mission (in Salt Lake of all places) accompanied by a Charlie McCarthy ventriloquist dummy, with a name tag that read, “Elder Ernie, Jr. Missionary.” Elder Ernie lasted right up until I was driving my truck from Salt Lake to California—post-mission and after breaking up with a wonderful girl by the name of Kari Lyn Biddulph (which explains why I still often misspell our Kerry’s name.) Unfortunately I fell asleep and rolled the truck so hard, there were rocks embedded between the tires and rims. Ernie didn’t survive.

5) I will drop just about anything to watch any of the following cartoons: Speed Racer, Aquaman, Tennessee Tuxedo, and Wacky Races.

Now that you know more about me than you wanted, I am tagging five others. Here they are:

LDSPublisher

Tristi Pinkston’s Media Review web site

Annette Lyon

Josi Kilpack

James Dashner – Actually this last one is more of a joke than anything else. Not because James isn’t a good writer. He is actually great. But because he hasn’t added anything to his sidebar blog since September. So all of you go to his website and send him an e-mail asking why he hasn’t updated his site. Tell him Jeff Savage promised he’d tell 5 things no one knows about himself.