Jess, over at You’re Fine did a post about this hashtag phenomenon she came across on Twitter the other day. I’m sorry to say, I missed out on the Twitter trend. I’m not sure I should admit that, seeing as how my new job requires me to constantly keep my finger on the pulse of social media.
Anyway, I saw her blog post and admitted freely that it was something I was going to steal. No, I’m not going to take her answers. Because, really, do you see me as an April Ludgate, Pam Beasley, or Jessica Day? Maybe a little April Ludgate…
But this is actually something I’ve thought about for some time. Even before this hashtag hit the internet, I’ve claimed that I was sort of an amalgam of three sitcom characters. Jess was able to back up her choices with real world examples from her real life. I’m not 100% sure that I’ll be able to do that. Not because those real world examples of why these characters can be used to describe me don’t exist, but because my memory might be a little rusty and I lose the specifics sometimes.
1. Chandler Bing
Chandler Bing, of Friends fame, is insecure. He’s sarcastic. He’s a dropper. He has a job that no one really knows how to describe. Could I be any more like this guy?
In fact, when it comes to women, I’d say I’m more of a Chandler than even Chandler was. At least he was able to fall in love with Monica. The only time I tried to fall for a Monica in my life, I walked away with a broken heart and the inability to even ask another girl out for nearly a decade. True story.
I think that anyone who knows me in real life is aware of how sarcastic I am. Sarcasm is my love language. It’s my strongest spiritual gift. And I’m thinking of writing to the people behind the Myers-Briggs personality test to suggest that they add it as a fifth personality quirk.
As for the other things… I wasn’t allowed to play flag football with my friends in college because I couldn’t be trusted to hold onto the ball. People don’t want me to play ultimate frisbee with them because I have a tendency to let it slip out of my hands after I’ve caught it. I am a dropper. And anytime anyone asks me what I do for a living, I kind of stumble over my description and it takes about a half an hour to actually explain what it is I do.
2. Ted Mosby
Oh, Teddy-boy… Ted Mosby, architect, is a hopeless romantic throughout most of How I Met Your Mother. I’m probably a bit more cynical that Ted is at any given moment, even at his lowest after being left at the altar. But I would say that I do have a romantic streak deep inside. Just because I never have anyone in my life to show it off to doesn’t mean it’s not there.
And then there’s the part where Ted is a douchey know-it-all. He is all the time correcting people. I catch myself doing that to my friends all the time. There have been times when I’ve even apologized immediately after correcting someone’s incorrect facts. On multiple occasions, my closest friends have thrown me dirty looks that silently communicate, Why do you do that? Aloud, I respond, “I don’t know why I’m like this.”
There’s also Ted’s tendency to tell stories. I love telling stories. I hope I’m never crass enough to sit my kids down on the sofa and tell them all kinds of inappropriate stories of my pre-fatherhood days (not that I actually have many stories that are actually inappropriate), but I can spin a good yarn if I’ve got a laptop and an open Word document.
Oh, and I’m all about a cheesy dad joke, even though I’m not yet a dad.
3. Nick Miller
I chose New Girl‘s Nick Miller as my third fictional character mostly because he’s one of those guys that just can’t seem to grow up. It can be argued that his character has shown growth over the last five seasons of the show. But, overall, he’s still the same guy.
Emotionally, Nick seems to be kind of stuck. That’s definitely me. I look at my friends growing up, getting married, starting families. There’s a part of me that thinks it would be nice to be that guy that’s getting married and starting a family. But it’s a small part. I know the reality is that I’m 36 and I’m nowhere close to the marriage/family thing. And I just keep telling myself the reason for that is that I’m not ready for all of it. But if I’m not ready now, will I ever be?
Nick also tends to have an anger management issue. I’m not saying that I explode on people at the drop of a hat. But I do tend to road rage like it’s my job. Also, just the other day, I did go off on the other guys in the office because someone used up the rest of the paper towels in the dispenser in the bathroom and did not refill the thing. It happens a lot and it’s fast becoming my biggest pet peeve. I have a lot of pet peeves, apparently. I blatantly accused someone of lying. Logic dictated that someone was lying. I later regretted yelling. But I refused to refill the dispenser myself. I took a stand. It was kind of pathetic.
What three fictional characters remind you of you? Let me know in the comments!