Girl Scouts v. the Anti-Scout
Mar. 24th, 2010 08:37 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
archaesophiliaA few of the sure signs of spring are the dingle-hoppers on the aspen trees, robins migrating back, and girl scout cookies.
I like girl scout cookies a great deal; particularly thin mints (though I know few people who DON'T like thin mints). I ordered a few boxes from one of the profs' daughter.
The thing is, I tried to be a girl scout. But they kicked me out. Apparently I had "personality conflicts" (read: attitude problems) not with the other girls, but with the troop leader. That's right, I was kicked out of girls scouts at the age of six for arguing with the troop leader.
This may have been a sign of things to come; since then the only organization I did well in was 4-H. I think the common theme is that I don't take direction well. 4-H is very personally directed; kids can do what ever program they want, provided there's adequate conditions (you can't raise a pig in the city. I had rabbits). Even today, I baulk at doing things other people's ways. You cant rush me; but when I get going I go all out. A dichotomy, I know. But there it is. I am, apparently, the anti-scout.
And I'm ok with that. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go eat more thin mints.
I like girl scout cookies a great deal; particularly thin mints (though I know few people who DON'T like thin mints). I ordered a few boxes from one of the profs' daughter.
The thing is, I tried to be a girl scout. But they kicked me out. Apparently I had "personality conflicts" (read: attitude problems) not with the other girls, but with the troop leader. That's right, I was kicked out of girls scouts at the age of six for arguing with the troop leader.
This may have been a sign of things to come; since then the only organization I did well in was 4-H. I think the common theme is that I don't take direction well. 4-H is very personally directed; kids can do what ever program they want, provided there's adequate conditions (you can't raise a pig in the city. I had rabbits). Even today, I baulk at doing things other people's ways. You cant rush me; but when I get going I go all out. A dichotomy, I know. But there it is. I am, apparently, the anti-scout.
And I'm ok with that. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go eat more thin mints.