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Your life as you made it [Dec. 30th, 2007|03:53 pm]
Ask. Tell. Learn.
Have you ever created a fake life/history for yourself to tell people you have never met before and may not meet again? What did you tell them?

[User Picture]From: stitch_vicious
2007-12-31 06:22 am (UTC)
I don't know if this counts, but a lot of people make so many assumptions about me it's like they're making up a fake backstory for me. I know a lot of my students think I'm ex-military or ex-law enforcement. If I had to guess, they probably think I got out of the force or military and began teaching due to being poor physical condition or dealing with severe hardships.
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From: (Anonymous)
2007-12-31 08:08 am (UTC)
I use one of two online aliases whenever I talk to people. Only rarely will I give out real information about myself. I'm mainly afraid of what people I know would think if they knew the real me. I know it doesn't matter in the long run what people think, but I need my friends right now, and I don't want to lose any of them over petty shit.
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[User Picture]From: text_life
2008-06-03 11:00 am (UTC)
It's usually when I'm at train stations; sometimes it's because I am approached by someone that I really don't want to give details of my life to, sometimes it's because I am bored. To these people, I am Sally. I speak with a Scottish accent, and come from a small village just outside of Glasgow. I'm here on a working holiday, spending time with long lost cousins. Or I'm studying at university on an exchange. Sometimes both, it depends on what train station I'm at, really. And maybe the time of day.

Thing is, I don't really have to make much up, because I was on a working holiday, and a university exchange and I did visit long lost cousins. It's just that I visited Scotland.

Sometimes though, the stories get quite involved. I had a long discussion with a guy once who's mother had actually been born in Scotland, in a little village just north of Glasgow. I thought I was found out for sure, that time. But I just wing it, focus on the other persons experience, and tell them what they want to hear. They're all facinated by the accent and don't really listen to what I'm saying.

I generally feel quite cocky about it. The people on this train line, they aren't generally the most educated or well travelled of the lot, and I feel that even if I fudge the details, they'll never be any the wiser.

One day, I'm going to get caught out.
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