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I AM SARAH BERARDI

Repost from: FEB 20, 2011

YOU MIGHT BE MISTAKEN JUST WHICH “SARAH BERARDI” THIS IS

I’ve noticed out there in the big old world wide web that there are a few Sarah Berardis.  I am not the Italian jewelry designer.  I am not that teenager that twitters inane things about Hollywood stars.  Let me enlighten those of you who don’t know exactly who I am.

A) I have an H at the end of my name, Sarah.  This is important to me.  Sara and Sarah have a totally different connotation.   Although I have worked and friended with people for years and corrected them, they still can’t manage to put that H on the end.  Just like my second -grade teacher who didn’t believe I had an H at the end of my name and made me bring a note in from mother.  Nope, haven’t forgiven her either.

B) My tolerance level is low.  Ok, very low.  I admit it. (I’m not talking about my pain tolerance.)   I’m perfectly fine as long as one is polite, intelligent, empathic, and/or interesting.  Or, on the other hand, if you’re a special needs person, I will love you to death right off the bat and take you under my wing.  But the normal person who just chooses not to enlighten themselves or take their blinders off?  They can bugger off.  Perhaps I shall start wearing this shirt.

http://www.cafepress.com
my all-time favorite gift shop

 

C)  I think I can readily admit my mistakes.  At least at “work” I do.  I fess right up.  I don’t care for people who blame others.  Not one bit.  Cowards.  I don’t care for cowards of any kinds.  Grow a pair.

D) I’m severely independent, so when I ask for help, I really need it.  Don’t blow me off, please.  It took a lot for me to ask for help.  I’ve already grown a pair, I just need your pair to help out.

E) This Sarah is at a stage in life where she had a little party in her head deeming herself retired after putting the kids in college.  So there. This is my time.  This Sarah loves her bed.  Would love to go back to Italy and back to Paris.

F) Passive aggressive people should all go to hell where sulphur does wonders to your hair I’ve heard!  I have no trace of passiveness in me.  I’ve worked and worked and worked on passiveness with a therapist.  I’ve been drugged and drugged and drugged to be passive.  It’s there now and then.  I am however, aggressive.  Pretty much 24-7, that’s what the OTHER drugs are for.

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My one family member is the king of passive-aggressive mind games – he is one messed-up dude.  Manipulation and lying. The thing is, he is stupid enough (can I wear both shirts at once?) to think the rest of the world doesn’t realize it.

G) This Sarah will cut your tongue out if you lie.  No lie.

H), K, time to go take that pill in item “F”.  P.S.  Hormone therapy ended today.  Praise somebody.

Ahhhh, but wait, maybe I should be wearing this, in order to show my humility:

http://www.2008tshirts.com/OF-COURSE-IM-NOT-PERFECT-THERES-A-CRACK-IN-MY-ASS-FUNNY-T-SHIRT-WHITE-INK-P1119.aspx?Style=38228

I AM NOT A FREAK – SO SAYS MYERS BRIGGS

1) I still can’t smell or taste due to my nose surgery stuff and my veggie garden growing up there.

2) I still can’t get my “plug and play” printer  to play nicely.

Last night as Marty lay here snoring, I was up doing a Myers Briggs personality test.  Marty’s been “shrunk” by shrinks a gazillion times in his work, so he’s pretty well versed in this personality delving.  http://www.humanmetrics.com/cgi-win/JTypes2.asp.  When I shared my results with him, we almost crapped our pants!

I kid you not:  ISFJ – Introverted Sensing Feeling Judging – I know you’re laughing at the “introverted” party, my kids’ babysitter can attest to that.

“ISFJs (that’s my personality, apparently for this test), above all else, need to be needed.  Often unappreciated, at work, home, and play.  Ironically, because they prove over and over that they can be relied on for their loyalty and unstinting, high-quality work, those around them often take them for granted–even take advantage of them.  Admittedly, the problem is sometimes aggravated by the ISFJ themselves.  They are unwilling to toot their own horns (I JUST BLOGGED ABOUT THIS!)  about their accomplishments because they feel that although they deserve more credit than they’re getting, it’s somehow wrong to want any sort of reward for doing work.  Because of all this, ISFJs are often overworked, and as a result may suffer from psychosomatic illnesses.”

Ha! Holy crap.  Well, I was speechless, for a moment.  It usually doesn’t take me long to start up again.  The exact situation just happened about being taken advantage of, which was partly my fault, being that I needed to be needed in the first place.  Hmpf.  As for the psychosomatic illnesses, ummmm…..I don’t know, so far every surgery I’ve had has pulled out deformed, defunct, dysfunctional pieces of funk in me.  Proof is in the pudding.  Whatever that means.

But it might speak more to my “depression” that some people think I have that I don’t have – I just prefer to stay safely in bed.

You have to try this, then have your mate try it.  See why you can’t stand each other!

Also says I’m possessive of my family – check.  Family is my priority – check.

It also said ISFJs are extremely loyal – check.  This is why my nephew, Nick, says, “you don’t F with my Aunt Sarah”.  You just don’t or you go onto my LIST.  But I will protect you, fiercely if I love you.  Sometimes this is not a good thing.

Think of Ophelia in Hamlet!, Melanie in Gone with the Wind, Bianca in Taming of the Shrew.  Wait, maybe they didn’t have enough of those questions on there about formidableness.  Or maybe they covered that section with their loyalty?  Does it imply a ISFJ goes batshitcrazy with their loyalty?

The best part of reading all this is that I am not a freak.  Do you hear me, children, well, child?  I am not alone – in fact, there’s a huge whole category of peeps like me.  I am not a freak.  I am not a freak.

Love, Little Miss Freakless Sunshine