I never suspected it with movies. If I’m seeing a movie with a group of people, there’s always one last little thing to do, and lots of people don’t care about getting good seats as much as I do, so usually the group will leave at the last possible moment and arrive in the theater during the trailers. Then they’ll all want to sit together, and the only rows that will still be empty will be at the very top or very bottom. Whereas, I’ll try to get there half an hour early, and bring a book. And even if I show up just as the movie starts, people usually don’t sit right next to each other, so there will always be a couple of one-person gaps right in the middle of the best middle rows.

But a few months ago, I went to a bar where there’s live bellydancing every once in a while. I didn’t think it was too hard to get a seat at the bar where you could see the bellydancers from, but given the shape of the bar, and that some people sometimes stand up and take a long time to leave, it turns out that there are lots of seats that you can hardly see anything from. I always could see pretty well, but when I went with my cousin, for most of the dance there was a cluster of people standing up and blocking our view. For me, there was a little window in the group that I could see from; for him, she might as well have been in a different bar entirely.

The clincher for me came last night. There was going to be a dance performance in a theater in Hampshire College, which is a short bus ride away from where I go to school. I got off the bus about fifteen minutes before the thing was scheduled to start, not knowing even where the theater was; I asked some passersby to guide me. When I arrived, the line snaked all the way down the hall, and it turned out that they’d already sold out, so if you wanted a seat, you’d have the ticketseller put your name down, and she’d call those names, in order, if it turned out that people who’d reserved tickets didn’t show. While I was waiting in line to do this, a girl I didn’t know came out of the theater and told me that she mistakenly bought a ticket for her friend as well as herself, and would I buy it? (She was asking for the same price as the officially listed one.) I did.

The theater was so full that they’d put mats down on the stage in front of the last row of seats, and these mats were mostly full already. Every seat was full, of course. As I approached the mats, the usher added one more chair to the very front row. I could see over the people on the mat easily but I was still right up next to all of the dancers and could see them perfectly. I am sure I have a good-seat fairy.

The fairy I would Actually LIKE or want, would be the Nice Hair fairy. I will brush my hair, bend over, and …frizz.

When I stopped and thought about it, I realized that I probably have a reading fairy. (Hey, PrettyxMindedxRusty, maybe our fairies are related or something) Sound boring? Perhaps, but it lets me love to read and read fast. Books that take people a few weeks to read, I can finish in a day or two. And I understand it all! In school we had assigned book reading where we had to stay with the class and read only certain chapters at certain times. For example, one week we’d read chapters one and two, the next week we’d read chapter three, etc. It killed me! I’d have such a hard time sticking to the assignment because I’d always read ahead.

The fairy I’d like to have though is a likability fairy. It’s kinda hard to explain but basically someone would come up and talk to me and when they walked away be thinking, “There’s something about her… She’s very nice.” Or something to that extent. I sound totally stupid but it makes sense in my head. Perhaps a perfect ‘putting the words from your head into your writing without sounding riddiculous’ fairy would be better!

The flip side of this fairy is that if I DON’T have a deadline, the work doesn’t get done. This goes for housework, personal hobbies, and my own writing. I have to assign myself arbitrary deadlines to fool the fairy into helping out!

i WANT a perfect-health fairy: the one that not only miraculously heals all my current body woes, but also effortlessly guides my hand to the pole on the bus that HASN’T been touched by someone with a cold yet.

I wish I had a task commitment fairy, one who could make me do my damn job without falling victim to distractions like posting overlong comments on weblogs.

I’d love a ‘tidy my house up’ fairy and a ‘declutter’ fairy. They could work as a team!

I have a spelling fairy.

I have a photographic memory for spelling, so if I’ve seen a word I remember how to spell it. Which, if a little annoying, at least helps in my job as an editor.

I wish I had the strong bladder fairy of the first commenter! I am the reverse of that. Okay, no, I wish I had a “make it easy” fairy like the whole Staples button thing. I promise I wouldn’t use it all the time.

Of course, I’d trade her in for a Win-the-Lottery fairy. I wonder if there’s a [redacted] around here somewhere I might slide down?

The fairy I wish I have is the “Always on Time” fairy. Then I’d never have to worry about catching the bus, getting to meetings on time, or having to wait for my family. This would even extend to deadlines, like returning books or finishing and handing in assignments.

i dont think i have a fairy nothings very consistant in my life thats good i mean fairys are supposed to be helpful (i understand that they can be annoying but helpful in idea) right

lotti Says:

My fairy, while useful sometimes, really annoys me. It’s the Exam Questions Fairy. See, every time I haven’t studied for something, the questions will always be about things I know.

[[I need a Study So You Don’t Have To Panic About The Test You Didn’t Study For Fairy.]] I need one of those too…

i wish i had a neatness fairy. or a no homework fairy. or a lab report fairy, who would tell me how to get this lab report done.

I seem to have an amusing immigration drama that works out in the end fairy, that I would like to take out back and shoot.

What I seem to have is the finds-cool-stuff-in-charity-shops fairy. (That’s op shops in Australian, right?) It’s not a bad fairy to have, but I might find something really cool and get run over before I have a chance to wear it…

I think I have the clean-car fairy. I always seem to be able to keep my car clean for unusally long periods of time.