Seven Unusual Things About Me

I have been tagged to write seven unusual things about me. I'll try not to repeat myself from previous postings, but do forgive me if you've heard one of these already.

1. I've had a multicultural religious upbringing: I attended Unitarian Sunday school, Jewish Sunday school, an Episcopalian high school, and a formerly Quaker college. I feel fairly comfortable in all but the most hateful religious settings but don't particularly want to belong to a religious organization.
2. As a vegetarian for most of my life, I've added fish into my diet twice, once in Spain, where I realized "it was the fish or me" and again when I was married to an ardent carnivore. The second time, it stuck, even though the marriage didn't.
3. In my last job, our only customer was the online purveyor of women's fancy underclothing. Most of us looked at what amounted to soft porn for most of the day. I used to walk by peoples' work stations, look in shock at what was displayed on their monitors, and then remember "oh yeah, they're working". (The other day, at my new job, I received an email promoting free shipping on all bras and had the cute graphic up on my monitor for a few minutes before realizing that it probably wasn't very cool in that setting.)
4. I try to eat a little chocolate every day.
5. I was in high school during the Watergate investigations. One time, one of the younger girls ardently and publicly defended her father. The next week, he had resigned from his position at the White House, and the family had quickly and quietly moved to the west coast. Another time, I saw one of the girls in the next grade up standing by the theater and crying. A few days later, her father, who was Vice President, resigned due to a public scandal, not Watergate.
6. I sewed costumes for four years in high school under the only person in the United States employed (at the time, at least) full time by a high school as a costume designer. Later, when I came to Boston, I got a job over the phone making costumes for the Boston Ballet.
7. I met the father of the person who tagged me for this exercise in a city 2000 miles away, just a few years before I met the tagger. It took us a few more years of knowing each other to figure out the connection.

Phew. Assignment completed.