Wednesday, May 16, 2012

I'm sassy and I know it

There are a few things in my life that I’m not too proud of.


One is that I weep like a child whenever I hear Leanne Womack’s “I Hope You Dance.” Some others are that I absolutely can’t keep an organized closet, I rarely have a clean car and I sometimes use bathing suit bottoms as underwear if I haven’t done my laundry in awhile…

The one—though—that I’d like to highlight today in an effort to, perhaps, expose myself enough that I actually change is the fact that I can sometimes be hopelessly, suddenly and NEEDLESSLY sassy.

It’s like vomit. I can’t keep it in. It just sputters out before I have the chance to slap my hand over my mouth.

This morning, for example, I was in a particularly testy mood because I had to wake up at 6am to get to the hospital and take a glucose tolerance test that I just knew my insurance wouldn’t cover. I also had to fast before the test and not drink any coffee. *Yes, I’m still drinking coffee….sue me. All in all, it was a recipe for disaster.

A sweet, middle aged man was unfortunate enough to be administering the test and drawing my blood at the end. He was kind, and he was trying to make small talk as he poked around at my shriveled veins. Our conversation ended up going something like this,



Man nurse: “Brett Batten Baker. BBB, eh? Triple B!”

Me: “Triple B, yes indeed.”

Man nurse: “Hey! That’s a good rhyme! Way to go!”

Me: “It’s actually considered a slant rhyme, so…” And stared at the needle.

Man nurse: silence


WHY?! There was no need. I totally deflated his nice-ness balloon and it was all because I was feeling sassy.

About a week ago, a barista at Starbucks told me I was “way too young” to be “so pregnant” and asked me how old I was. I told her that I was old enough to have graduated college and hold a salaried job. WHAT?! Who do I think I am? Unnecessary. Simply sassy. And mean. Rude. And please, it took me a good thirty years to finally get a job after college. Longer than that to get a salaried one! Additionally, who am I judging? Once my babe is born, I'm back to zero job--salaried or otherwise.

I want to change, people! Pray! What if my son inherits my ugly, sinful mouth!?

Forgive me, Lord. Forgive me, bloggies.

B

20 comments:

  1. i think it's adorable that you call it being sassy instead of something ... less flattering :) sassy to me holds a very positive connotation, so i say keep it up mama! and don't worry about the coffee, i have a coke like every other day AND i had a ham sandwich today. pretty sure the kid is going to be just fine.

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  2. It's not "sassy," it's called being rude and unnecessarily mean to people who don't deserve it. And it's nothing to be proud of, unlike what some other commenters think. Comments like the one to the kind nurse just make you seem like you think you know more than other people. The poor guy was just trying to be nice, maybe make you smile in a painful situation. Nurses have one of the hardest jobs on Earth, and he has to deal with a "sassy" young woman on top of everything else a nurse has to deal with. You should be ashamed. And please don't respond with some impertinent "I'm trying to change, which you'd know if you read the blog post :)" as that would continue the cycle.

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    1. The anons are on fire today! Or maybe you're the same one posting over and over. Either way, let it out, friend! Looks like you're feeling sassy yourself!

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    2. Brett Baker's sisterMay 16, 2012 at 4:31 PM

      Dear anon, back off. Seriously her blog is for supporters. I'm sure you aren't always nice. Acually what you wrote was rude, do not call my sister rude when you just wrote what you did, check yourself hun.

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    3. this is the second best serious of comments that have ever hit a blog (the first being a friend of mine who wrote a review on a book and the author redefined the word "sassy" when she discovered the article online). All that to say i love how worked up anon got, lol! the power of the written word strikes again!!

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    4. this is the second best serious of comments that have ever hit a blog (the first being a friend of mine who wrote a review on a book and the author redefined the word "sassy" when she discovered the article online). All that to say i love how worked up anon got, lol! the power of the written word strikes again!!

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    5. This is the second best serious of comments on a blog (first being my friend Emily who did a book review and the author redefined the word "Sassy" when she discovered the article online). All that to say, i love how anon got so fired up about this (1st world problems),and two how your sister was there to quickly respond. because, well that's what sisters do!

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    6. I'm a nurse and come across a lot of rude people everyday. What Brett said...not even close to something that would come close to deflating my niceness balloon. When I do get a mean patient I always try and think "why?" With Brett it's easy to list the causes that she may not be Perky Penny. She's pregnant and probably not sleeping more than a couple of hours at a time; she had nothing to eat or drink; and then had to go in to take a disgusting, but needed test. Nurses understand. We know no one WANTS to be poked and prodded. I'm sure that nurse probably understood as well. Nurses go through a lot yes, and rarely are recognized for what they do, but we knew that before we started with the profession. I love my job, I love my patients even the "sassy" ones because if they make remarks like that, I at least know their mind is functioning well. Any way I probably sound "sassy" as well, but it's my two cents on the subject. :)
      ~Meggie

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  3. One of the inalienable rights of the pregnant woman is to say whatever you want! Don't apologize for it. Wait till those contractions start up and you won't be calling yourself sassy, and neither will anyone else ;)

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  4. One of the inalienable rights of the pregnant woman is to say whatever you want! Don't apologize for it. Wait till those contractions start up and you won't be calling yourself sassy, and neither will anyone else ;)

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  5. I love your blog, and I really appreciate your honesty. I also appreciate how you are not proud of it, you desire to improve, and you even acknowledge that it can come across as rude and mean. By doing this, you are miles ahead of others of us who would be quick to look down of you for your faults. We are all flawed people, and if only we were all as honest about them as you are. Praise God for his grace! Thanks, Brett.

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  6. Brett,

    Your blog continues to inspire me and others. Everyone has room to grow, and we all have off days. From one sass to another, our mouths can get us in trouble at times. However, the majority of the time you lift people up.

    Your writing is a gift because you allow readers to relate. Before anyone judges, take a look in the mirror and see what you could have changed about YOURSELF today.

    Keep writing. Keep being honest. Haters gonna hate! Love you girl.

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  7. Thank you for being so open and candid in sharing with something we ALL struggle with! Thankful for His grace and knowing I am not alone with this issue...let's be in prayer for each other ;)

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  8. It happens. I do this, too, sometimes, and I hate it. I've found the best way for me to handle it is to apologize. Immediately. Especially if it's a first (or only) impression.

    Admitting that you said something inappropriate makes it hurt a little less. I think it prevents the other person from taking it personally when you acknowledge that it was your flaw - not theirs - that inspired those words.

    Apologize and forgive. We're humans.

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  9. I know how you feel as I tend to open my mouth and insert my foot more often that I would like. I think there are always times in our lives where our patience and internal red light fail us, but the important step is to admit it happens and learn from it, as you have bravely done here. Those anons who feel the need to hate just can't bring themselves to admit that they have done it themselves, no one is perfect.

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  10. Thank you for this! I SO relate to this struggle- we ALL have struggles because we all fall short. Thanks for being real, girlfriend! Keep it that way- it's why we love you and your blog so stinkin' much and keep coming back for more!

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  11. Long lost friendMay 23, 2012 at 6:25 AM

    There is nothing noble about being superior to some other man. The true nobility is in being superior to your previous self.
    -Wise man from the past.

    Grow well. Be well. Live with nobility.

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  12. Hey!
    i am trying to figure out how to follow you!

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  13. Should be titled, "I'm brilliant and I know it."

    "It's actually a slat rhyme."

    I would have said the same thing.

    Poor doctors didn't spend enough time in Keezell Hall.

    Love you, little sassfest!

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