(Thanks 1st to singmesweet's "Confidence..." thread in Dating and Relationships).

I'd like to hear people brag A LITTLE about moments of "I can do that".
(remembering that this about people whom have gotten PAST condescension and manupulation of the weakminded) So judge not!

ie - I remember late Freshman HS year. Mr. Van Luven yelled, "Joel I wanna see YOU in MY OFFICE after school! I said, "NO FRANKLIN! """I""" want to see YOU in YOUR office after school. We have some things to discuss!!!......

Ugly at first, but we came to a mutual respect. It was good!

When I was in first grade I raised my hand to ask a question and my teacher slapped me across the face. True story. I was feeling my oats that day!

So "feeling your oats" means being scolded?

I always thought it was when you are feeling full of yourself and invincible...lol or is that what comes from it....the scolding?

To me "feeling your oats" refers to masturbation ("sowing your wild oats" -- coupled with "touching and feeling yourself all over, kissing yourself on the lips, then maybe a little tongue later, and not being able to resist the temptation, going all the way after a heated oral-to-genital excitement").-

I thought Feeling Your Oats was what Daryl Hall did on the tour bus.

OK ITS BEING ON HERE....LOL

I looked up "feeling your oats" as I've never heard it before. This was the first thing that came up:

LOL wow

Now sowing your wild oats means you are searching and playing and testing and experimenting etc... sexually and emotionally and physically

The DBA at work code reviewed a project I had written in SQL and told the VP of IT "It is really complicated, but I don't see anything wrong with the code." then he turned to me and said "I'm really impressed, I know I couldn't have written it".

I felt like the man for at least a week.

When I buy oats...I usually smell them. Then I eat them. That's when I'm REALLY feeling my oats . Maybe next time I'll try smokin them . I'll let ya know how that feels

When I first began working in a restaurant kitchen, I thought it would be SO easy working day shift. Instead, I was horribly bad. I was slow...had too much to do....and I had trouble learning to do some of the orders.

But then on a Wednesday, I was working prep side and dish pit all by myself. The new outlet mall had just opened and we only had three people working the kitchen. The restaurant could seat about 130 people. We did 150 for lunch....the equivalent of a Thursday night with only half the staff.

I had to run that day....checking in and putting away deliveries, prepping 80 stock items, preparing orders, washing all the dishes, and busing tables. There was no time to think, just sink or swim without any help. I swam, getting everything done by 3 pm.

Afterward, the sous chef looked at me with his big Scottish grin, and said, "See? Yae can dew this."

From then on, I was one of the top guys in the kitchen....because I adapted and learned how to multitask without making a mistake.

I never forgot that, and it became a story to share when training others who were struggling. It gained me a lot of respect over the years because I knew what it was like to fail before succeeding.

I was working in Quality Control for Chrysler, fluoroscoping newly cast American Racing aluminum rims. We had a mixture of manual and automated (computerized) machines. The new machines were state-or-the art and had a lot of "bugs". They broke down a lot and the techs were barely able to keep up in repairing them.

I learned how to fix them so that we could keep production going and to help out the techs so they could be available for more needed repairs. I got so good at it, the company offered me a job as a tech at $14/hr. This was when minimum wage was less than $6/hr. I was lead operator of second shift and "my" team of operators were the only ones who made their quota and had the least amount of mistakes while I was working there. We always passed the safety inspection and had very few accidents. Even the company manager knew me by name and whenever a tour of our plant was given, he brought the investors to watch my team at work.

I was really proud of the work I did.

You go girl!!

Yep, and they get all sorts of frisky, and full of pi$$ and vinegar! Gentry lives that way! LOL!

upon reading the title... only ONE major event in my life still springs to mind after all these years.

Late teens... you think you are smarter than your parents...

My mother was screaming at me for something I did and made a sudden move towards me, which caused me to sit (fall) back onto the couch I was standing in front of.

I was SO angry that she had the *nerve* to yell at me like that when I was "all grown up"...

I bounced right back to a standing position with my fists clenched...





and I remember waking up next to a slightly dented plaster wall