I don't tell my boyfriend when I eat fast food, because he's very health-conscious and anti-corporate. I admit that I actually admire these qualities in him, and it's not like I think fast food is good for me, but sometimes I just really need a fried food fix.
In general, I'm not a fan of lying. I work in public relations, and occasionally feel pressure to tell half-truths and gloss over issues with reporters. I try to be as blunt as I can, and just refer it up the chain of command if it's going to put me in a compromising position.
In other news, a few months ago I caught my dad out in a bold-faced lie to me for the first time in my life. This was pretty upsetting, as I've always admired him for his forthrightness. He has also told my mom some half-truths about their finances, and it's causing a lot of strain in their marriage. This is basically why I'm in therapy right now.
I wish my boyfriend would lie about liking PBR. I hate the stuff, and I'm a beer snob, and he's so proud about seeking out cheap crap beer. It's so embarrasing.
@MoonJewel: My boyfriend buys cheap beer, including PBR sometimes. I do not like most beers, and he knows this about me. So I order the $5 bourbon, he orders the $1.50 beer, and it all evens out.
I lie by omission to the bf about his parents. His mother is a religious conservative who's a single issue voter (abortion) and once got into a screaming argument with two of her sons because they said WalMart was evil (no joke). When his father heard his oldest son's girlfriend was pregnant with what would be the family's first grandchild, his first comment was "Has she stopped drinking yet?" Nice. They are not evil people, and in fact, are generous and well meaning, but also rigid and judgmental.
It's easier if my bf doesn't know exactly how much they drive me crazy when they start a fight over whether the pregnant girlfriend should eat bread pudding for dessert because the sauce contains bourbon. He doesn't need to know what I'm thinking then.
I've lied about being jealous or angry. I try and approach things rationally and hope that they'll just dissipate...I then usually end up very quiet and sullen and then a few hours later, end up telling the truth. I've also lied about my family's house, just how poor my family was (which was a lot more than I alluded to in relationships or friendships) and sometimes an O.
I'm generally very honest in relationships. I look suspicious though because I lie to my mom about everything. It's just easier for me. Of course because I lie to her, sometimes I think my exes were lying to me about various things. I'm insecure but then again, who isn't? And it never helps when my paranoia ends up justifying itself with the outcome. Sigh. Right now, I just want it to be the truth when I say that I'm happy with how things are between me and my now ex.
Really? I was under the impression that any number between 15 and 21 was generally acceptable.... is there some particular number we should all be claiming?
@gold_gato: Indeed, I fall outside of that "acceptable" range, so according to that scale I should be lying about it (but I don't...I was 25 - who cares?).
Thankfully the recent ex had awesome bands. But I cannot tell you how many music guys I've had to pretend to like their music. God help me when it was a jam band with penchants for indulgent solos. God help us all!
@TransFat: I'm beginning to think I'm a bitch because so many of these white lies people are describing here are ones I've never even considered telling. My ex KNEW I despised all his favorite black metal bands. Including, uh, the band he was in. No wonder I am perpetually single...
I'm not sure that Kelly's examples of acceptable lies are actually less damaging than the lies she cites for being bad. "You're right-that person from work is a dummy" is not the sort of comment that emerges after a one-off event at the workplace. If your SO is bungling things up at work and you keep telling him he's in the right, you end up in a relationship with someone who can't own up to simple mistakes. You also end up being the sort of girl who can't call her boyfriend out for the stupid shit he does. Lying about his workplace success would lead to him making similar mistakes and possibly being fired. I also don't like "I love spending time with your friends" because there's an implication that you're hanging out with his friends (while he never hangs out with yours) and skipping out on other things you'd rather be doing.
Ugh, this makes me so mad. This is really bad advice.
Oy. I'm going through a HUGE battle for honesty in my relationship right now after catching the husband in a whopper of a lie. It's painful and humiliating and the worst is feeling like I've been had. I keep walking around saying to myself, "But I'm SMARTER than that." Ugh. And I no longer know whether I believe even the whitest of white lies will fly in our relationship.
If someone gives me their hand-me-down clothes and I know they'll fit my girlfriend, I cut the tags out before I pass them on to her. Then I tell her the previous owner must have done it because they were itchy or something. She obsesses over sizes and weights :/
I don't lie very often, even about stuff that I maybe should lie about. I'm not very good at deciding what should see the light of day and what shouldn't. I think it's because I'm not much of a worrier. I feel like everything that I would want to lie about won't be that big of a deal; like I can talk my way out of it if it does get me in trouble. I even told my boyfriend finding someone's phone number in my purse after a way-too-crazy ladies's night out. I didn't have to tell him- he never would have found out, and I didn't even remember getting the number. And yet...
Then again, I kept from him the fact that I read his facebook messages in a moment of weakness. And then, instead of telling him I read them, I surreptitiously tried to get him to admit what was in them (which was some shitty, shady things). It was a grotesque game. I'm pretty embarrassed. I eventually told him, and I felt so much better, though I can't say that he did.
My mom was a rageaholic and I grew up lying about everything to avoid her explosions... and I found out how easy and addictive lying can be, so now I try to never, ever do it. The only area I struggle in is my sexual history - I always wind up dating people who want to know exact numbers and situations. I try to just say I've had a fairly wild life and leave it at that, but sometimes I've been browbeaten into minimizing the truth just to get them off my back.
I think how much one lies in relationships is a bit of a function of what issues cause trouble. Like, it would never occur to me to lie about hanging out with boys; I once rang him on new year's eve and drunkenly bellowed 'I just made out with ___ but it's OK, he's gay!!' (to which the poor bf could only respond 'um, that's nice'). He doesn't need to know if I occasionally fake an orgasm because I'm tired, or the exact number of g&t's I have when out with friends, or what I gossip about with my sister. I don't expect him to tell me about that stuff either. We've been together ten years, some things just don't need to be said. I don't lie about my feelings, generally, or anything that might have major consequences. But the little lies just grease the cogs; you need that when you're sharing your life with someone!
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In general, I'm not a fan of lying. I work in public relations, and occasionally feel pressure to tell half-truths and gloss over issues with reporters. I try to be as blunt as I can, and just refer it up the chain of command if it's going to put me in a compromising position.
In other news, a few months ago I caught my dad out in a bold-faced lie to me for the first time in my life. This was pretty upsetting, as I've always admired him for his forthrightness. He has also told my mom some half-truths about their finances, and it's causing a lot of strain in their marriage. This is basically why I'm in therapy right now.
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It's easier if my bf doesn't know exactly how much they drive me crazy when they start a fight over whether the pregnant girlfriend should eat bread pudding for dessert because the sauce contains bourbon. He doesn't need to know what I'm thinking then.
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I'm generally very honest in relationships. I look suspicious though because I lie to my mom about everything. It's just easier for me. Of course because I lie to her, sometimes I think my exes were lying to me about various things. I'm insecure but then again, who isn't? And it never helps when my paranoia ends up justifying itself with the outcome. Sigh. Right now, I just want it to be the truth when I say that I'm happy with how things are between me and my now ex.
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Really? I was under the impression that any number between 15 and 21 was generally acceptable.... is there some particular number we should all be claiming?
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Ugh, this makes me so mad. This is really bad advice.
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Also farts.
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(I am a weird girl, though, so don't go by me.)
Most boys don't even know sizes. It's either "you look fine" or "putting on a little weight?"
Gold star for you.
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(still gold star though.)
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Then again, I kept from him the fact that I read his facebook messages in a moment of weakness. And then, instead of telling him I read them, I surreptitiously tried to get him to admit what was in them (which was some shitty, shady things). It was a grotesque game. I'm pretty embarrassed. I eventually told him, and I felt so much better, though I can't say that he did.
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