For all you know the guy who’s responsible for getting rid of all the pig knuckles just broke up with his girlfriend

OK, this is just gross but I grew up in Chicago (and LA) and though Wrigley field is my favorite, I had the distinct pleasure of throwing up a hot dog in Kamisky Park (the old one to anyone who dares ask…I’m as old as the hills). It wasn’t mixed with beer, just extreme anxiety. I was a fun teenager. And I barfed in more public places by the time I was 9 than most people do in a lifetime.The Forum was a favorite. Restaurants (check please!). Casinos. They should have more trash cans. Maybe they do now.

Being in public made me think about barfing and thinking about barfing made me barf. I tried to control it by thinking about something else but how can you? Dr. Phil? I’m much better now. Still, walking into a room full of people I don’t know well does get the adrenaline rushing a bit. I’m just better at hiding it (no gag impulse, just shyness in large groups of people). And planning to have an empty stomach or at least not eating three chocolate mouses beforehand (“the casino incident”). I hated being a kid, because I’ve obviously grown out of this since nobody that reads this other than my family knows about any of this (the family still talks about what has come to be known as “the gagging”).

Something about that blog post, in all it’s grossness, brought this back in Technicolor. Some people want to relive their childhood. I think I’ll pass. (Sorry if this is gross).

(Tip: Shafrir)

Comments (14)

  1. Heather,

    Some of our colleagues have told me over the past two years that I share too much personal information on my blog. Gopher football, fishing, neighborhood news, etc.

    But oh my did you just one up me…

    As an obvious Twins fan I appreciate anyone tossing chunks during a White Sox game.

    It has been a while, I hope you are doing well.


  2. HeatherLeigh says:

    Yeah, well there are a lot of things I don’t share, I promise you that! This is probably more graphic than personal, I think. And it could have been even more graphic but I decided not to get too descriptive.

    I figure we all have childhood baggage. Mine just happens to be vomit inducing social anxiety 🙂

  3. Ben says:

    I think I’m going to be sick…

  4. HeatherLeigh says:

    Yeah, now you know how I felt!

  5. Ben says:

    The 9-9-9 thing wasn’t so bad, disgusting, but not necessarily gag-inducing.  Only in Philly (or Chicago) would someone come up with something as sick as that.

    Sorry, but it was the discription of your experience that brought on the (slight) gag reflex.  Sorry again, but I’m with Paul, TMI.

  6. HeatherLeigh says:

    Yeah, I am a proud Chicagoan. They would be bleacher bums for sure. dang I miss summer baseball games at Wrigley Field.

    Sorry you thought it was TMI…I would gladly refund your subscription fee 🙂 Oh wait…

  7. Ben says:

    "I would gladly refund your subscription fee 🙂 Oh wait…"

    LMAO.  I have stories too, mostly from college.  But I won’t be sharing those in public myself.  You open pages in the book here that I won’t even touch.  I’ve gotta respect that.

    BTW, I had my first Wrigley experience last month.  I was in town to visit our office on South Wacker and visit Careerbuilder as well.  I met a colleague in the Loop and took the EL up to Wrigley.  A true Chicago experience.  I had always wanted to go to a game at Wrigley and had a great time.  The one disappointing part was my Brat wasn’t so good.  Got a dog after that, which was much better.  Stopped after that though.  Don’t think I’ll ever try 9-9-9 myself 😉

  8. HeatherLeigh says:

    Oh, I am not telling my college stories. Regular barfing as a kid is way different than the avoidable stupid stuff I did in college. Most of us have those stories, right? Trust me, there’s still a filter here. I kind of feel sorry for that little kid that couldn’t help it. It definitely was not a choice.

    Look at you using all the Chi-town lingo. You even spelled El correctly. Secret to the dogs is cukes, tomatoes and celery salt. Nothing like it in the world. My kind of town.

  9. Tim says:

    When I was a kid I seem to recall there were certain other kids who barfed all the time. Especially in elementary school. Happily I wasn’t a barfer, but I do remember the distinctive smell of banana-scented vomit cover they used before they mopped it up.

    Gotta go, lunch is here.

  10. Hold on, I was not saying it was too much information, rather I enjoy it.

    I like to know something about people besides the usual resume, job search tip, blah, blah, blah…

  11. Sorry, I hit submit too quick…

    I thought the direct link to the Phillies site was something my fraternity boys would enjoy. They are all baseball fans.

    But I forgot that the Twins do a college ID night (cheap tickets) and cheap hot dogs too.

    Response #1, "i have a feeling a decent number of us could probably conquer this. who wants to go to a twins game?"

    Then #2, "you know im always down."

    I reminded them the last part of my message to them: "Should any of you take this quest on, please do not come back to the chapter house until the next day."

    I ‘ll let you know how they do. (I think I am scared)

  12. HeatherLeigh says:

    Tim – in my school it was saw dust or pencil shavings. I’m not sure which because I was not involved in the administration. I just remember looking at it in wonder on the floor. You know what’s odd? I don’t think I ever barfed at school. Wierd.

    MN Headhunter – I knew what you meant and I agree. If people were only coming here for resume advice, they would have left long ago. We all have our quirks and it’s fun to share them.

    I do have to ask about what you mean by your fraternity boys. Are these sons? Or fellow alumni? Don’t tell me you are a Chapter advisor and you are sending them that kind of stuff 🙂 Do share!

  13. Yes, I am and advisor and yes I did tempt them with this quest.

    They talk a good game but these guys are more intellectually evolved than past members. Then again, that likely means they are due for being stupid college guys.

  14. HeatherLeigh says:

    Hmm, I should have put a warning on the post that I do not recommend that people try this at home. To me, it sounds foamy and uncomfortable. Just more proof that I don’t understand college boys and never did; not even when I was in college.