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Posted: 9/28/2004 7:55:14 PM EST
When the stakes are high, and the pressure is on to perform and perform WELL, and failure is NOT an option, do you choke?

I get like that sometimes. It takes a lot of mental stamina and training to not let yourself get psyched out under pressure.
Link Posted: 9/28/2004 7:56:26 PM EST
I choke when I bowl, thats it so far
Link Posted: 9/28/2004 7:56:50 PM EST
i actually work/play (sports) better under pressure.
Link Posted: 9/28/2004 7:57:10 PM EST

Originally Posted By twonami:
I choke when I bowl, thats it so far




You have a pretty low threshold.
Link Posted: 9/28/2004 7:58:50 PM EST
I thought you meant during sex. That, I had a funny story about...
Link Posted: 9/28/2004 7:59:02 PM EST
Nope

My tongue just goes to "full auto" and becomes a bitch slayin mo-sheen...!
Link Posted: 9/28/2004 7:59:31 PM EST
I thought I was that way until I served in combat. I was not only amazed at my performance but was very impressed with everyone in my unit. When they say you fight like you train, they're right on the money.
Link Posted: 9/28/2004 8:00:26 PM EST
I thrive on pressure. When I did work I had a reputation as the guy that put out fires. I often when to non-performing areas and fixed them. Once things ran smooth I got bored and looked for new challenges.


SGatr15
Link Posted: 9/28/2004 8:01:00 PM EST
Havent yet. As far as, say, driving goes: I have never frozen behind the wheel. I can't always tell you how I got control back, or how I avoided a collision, but somehow I did it.
Link Posted: 9/28/2004 8:02:28 PM EST
I normally perfer thinngs in a rush.


This isnt about not being able to get it up is it?
Link Posted: 9/28/2004 8:05:17 PM EST

Originally Posted By Taxman:
I normally perfer thinngs in a rush.


This isnt about not being able to get it up is it?




Like you have to worry about that!

Even if you do get a hard on you don't have anyone to share it with!


SGatr15
Link Posted: 9/28/2004 8:05:22 PM EST
If you want to get somthing done, have a busy guy do it. Someone with time on their hands will put it off to the last minute.
Link Posted: 9/28/2004 8:09:37 PM EST
Crank it up another notch and I will perform much better, I'm not really the type to sit back and wait.
Link Posted: 9/28/2004 8:11:48 PM EST

Originally Posted By sgtar15:

Originally Posted By Taxman:
I normally perfer thinngs in a rush.


This isnt about not being able to get it up is it?




Like you have to worry about that!

Even if you do get a hard on you don't have anyone to share it with!


SGatr15



Hey dont remind me about that.
Link Posted: 9/28/2004 8:21:41 PM EST

Originally Posted By METT-T:
I thought you meant during sex. That, I had a funny story about...



spill it.

You know you want to give us all something to laugh about
Link Posted: 9/28/2004 8:23:04 PM EST

Originally Posted By Combat_Jack:
If you want to get somthing done, have a busy guy do it. Someone with time on their hands will put it off to the last minute.



...and the busier someone is, the quicker he will get it done...

So, in order to get the most work done the least amount of time...assign it ALL to one guy!
Link Posted: 9/28/2004 8:32:49 PM EST

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Originally Posted By Combat_Jack:
If you want to get somthing done, have a busy guy do it. Someone with time on their hands will put it off to the last minute.
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...and the busier someone is, the quicker he will get it done...

So, in order to get the most work done the least amount of time...assign it ALL to one guy!




I see yall have worked for the federal government.
Link Posted: 9/28/2004 8:44:43 PM EST

Originally Posted By FanoftheBlackRifle:

Originally Posted By METT-T:
I thought you meant during sex. That, I had a funny story about...



spill it.

You know you want to give us all something to laugh about



Eh, I've already got one embarrassing thread up, so why not.

WARNING: TERRIBLE STORY TO FOLLOW. NOT PROUD OF THIS EXPERIENCE. NOT SUITABLE FOR CHILDREN

Once upon a time in Wilmington, NC, I was visiting some friends and staying at a house with a couple of females. One was fat and the other was not so fat, but not so thin either. Come Sunday, I was ready to go home. The girl I rode down with wasn't, so she talked me into going out to this new piano bar downtown. I kill a sixpack while the girls are getting ready.

The bar's opening special was $2 drinks, anything in the house. I then kill 11 Seven and Sevens in a row. Miss Not-TOO-Fat is looking better all the time. After we leave the bar we go to a pizza joint, where I have two more beers, and then to the gas station where I pick up another six. We get back to the house and everyone goes to bed except for me and this barely-doable girl. We split the sixer. Mind you, I'm now 22 drinks into the evening.

I decide discretion is the better part of valor and that I should go to bed. I stand up, yawn, and go to give her a hug. She grabs my crotch and throws me down on the pullout. So much for valor.

So we go at it for about half an hour. I'm drunk, not really attracted, and not all that with it. And she keeps making these NOISES, these terribly loud, weird sounds. I'm trying to hush her, but finally I just give it up and roll off.

She rolls back over and gets down to work. Talented orator, that girl. So I get back up and try it again. This time, she's practically yelling. It gets to the point where I put my hands over her mouth to try and quiet her down because it's 3 a.m. and I'm afraid she'll wake the neighbors.

So I try to go back to sleep again. I figure she's GOT to go to bed because she's got to get up for an appointment at 8. No dice. She goes down again, and whispers in my ear "Honey, you can put it anywhere you want."

Back up I go. So it's a little of this, a little of that, I've got her bent over and am up her tailpipe. And now she's SCREAMING, top of her lungs, "FUCK ME, FUCK ME, PUT IT IN MY..." you get the idea. My friend, who was trying to sleep in the next room, said she woke up and thought there was a dog barking in the living room. I flip her over, still trying to calm her down, fed up, just want to go to bed, so I just start CHOKING the bitch, not hard, just trying to get her to SHUT UP. And she's LOVING IT. This goes on for another two hours.

Sun comes up and she's still there. I nudge her, "Don't you have to make your appointment?" No dice. Finally, ten o'clock, she gets up and leaves. Never said another word to her.

I walk in the kitchen to get some water and see a pic of her and this black dude on the fridge. Huh.

So I'm in the car on the way up to VA and ask my friend if the chick made her appointment that morning. Friend laughs. "Appointment? You mean the meeting with her Probation Officer?" Oh, God. Who's the dude on the fridge? "Oh, that's her FIANCEE." Lucky fella.

Yes, I did wear a rubber. Yes, I've been tested since. NO, I wouldn't do it again.
Link Posted: 9/28/2004 8:47:16 PM EST
Holy shit, thats funny!
Link Posted: 9/28/2004 8:54:01 PM EST
Hrmm, I guess you could say I am a chicken choker.
Link Posted: 9/28/2004 8:55:08 PM EST
Thus far I've alway been able to make the right move at the last second. Call it guardian angel or whatever. I dare not call it skill.
Link Posted: 9/28/2004 9:01:12 PM EST

Originally Posted By METT-T:

Originally Posted By FanoftheBlackRifle:

Originally Posted By METT-T:
I thought you meant during sex. That, I had a funny story about...



spill it.

You know you want to give us all something to laugh about



Eh, I've already got one embarrassing thread up, so why not.

WARNING: TERRIBLE STORY TO FOLLOW. NOT PROUD OF THIS EXPERIENCE. NOT SUITABLE FOR CHILDREN.



I'd have to say you followed the METT-T philosophy.

Link Posted: 9/28/2004 9:03:22 PM EST
Not a choker here.
Link Posted: 9/28/2004 9:05:34 PM EST

Originally Posted By MisterFloppy:
Hrmm, I guess you could say I am a chicken choker.




You're not a choker...you're a swallower.


SGatr15
Link Posted: 9/28/2004 9:11:06 PM EST
I'm a clutch palyer. When it has to get done, I don't trust anyone else. I want the ball.
Link Posted: 9/28/2004 9:17:37 PM EST
I actually tend to shine in those situations...

Which probably makes up for how impressive I am the rest of the time.

Link Posted: 9/28/2004 9:21:35 PM EST
I function extremely well in high stress situations.
Link Posted: 9/28/2004 9:39:29 PM EST
[Last Edit: 9/28/2004 9:42:03 PM EST by magnum_99]
Hey, anyone can choke a time or two.

I completely choked the first time I took the bar exam.

The week before the exam, I slept 3 hours total. No shit. I laid awake with outlines of all 21 subjects running through my head and could not sleep.

Then, for the three days of exams, I barely slept.

I was simply too fuckin wired to perform.

I missed the cut by .5 of a percent. No shit.

For the next go around, I told myself, "self, FUCK IT! Who cares if you don't pass. You can always do someting else."

It worked. I aced the bitch.

Downplaying the seriousness of the situation and keeping it light almost always works for me. I can and have performed well under pressure many numrous times--but when I let it SEEM too important, then I tend to choke.

It's more about confidence for me ultimately I believe. If I'm confident, the I feel less pressure and perform better. One way for me to get there is to pretend, and actually make myself believe, that it doesn't really matter (even though it does). I do a psych job on myself and it works.



Oh, and I once was with a chick who wanted me to choke her. It was hot in a weird kind of way. But I never hit it again. Too freaky.
Link Posted: 9/28/2004 9:41:56 PM EST

Originally Posted By sgtar15:
I thrive on pressure. When I did work I had a reputation as the guy that put out fires. I often when to non-performing areas and fixed them. Once things ran smooth I got bored and looked for new challenges.


SGatr15



Now, he starts fires here.... (Just kidding...)
Link Posted: 9/28/2004 10:02:17 PM EST
[Last Edit: 9/28/2004 10:03:42 PM EST by rayra]
No Choke.

Regimental CAX at MCAGCC 29 Palms, while working in the Bn FDC as a freshly-minted Corporal, discover a scout unit is traversing a hot artillery impact area - immediately hollering 'CHECKFIRE! CHECKFIRE!' on the radio nets, shutting down the activities of ~700 Marines. THEN tell the Colonel why.

Northridge Quake, ground zero, my house destroyed, my knee with a week-old severed ACL in an immobilizer brace (skiing accident), I'm stumping around the neighborhood helping folks get their cars out of their garages, getting their gas turned off, and getting my own shit secured.

3 summers ago, working on rebuilding the front suspension of my '73 Formula 400 Firebird, when the coil spring compressor fails, firing the suspension like a giant mousetrap, impaling / pinning my left hand to the cement. I scream for help and manage to yank the suspension off my hand before it arrives. Making family notification calls on a cell phone, while they are loading my stretcher in the ambulance for the trip to the Emergency room.

Last summer, while hiking alone with my dog in Angeles Forest, I fell off the ruins of a dam / ridgeline and badly broke my right leg / ankle. Initially tried to crawl out to my vehicle, but the terrain was too rough. Managed to crawl back to higher ground to get a cell signal, and with my phone and GPS, got my ass rescued in ~90mins.

Business / I.T.-wise, Im a multi-tasking mofo. But when stress levels increase I lose my appetite.

So, No, no Choke.
(~5 lives left)
Link Posted: 9/29/2004 4:18:33 AM EST

Originally Posted By METT-T:

Originally Posted By FanoftheBlackRifle:

Originally Posted By METT-T:
I thought you meant during sex. That, I had a funny story about...



spill it.

You know you want to give us all something to laugh about



Eh, I've already got one embarrassing thread up, so why not.

WARNING: TERRIBLE STORY TO FOLLOW. NOT PROUD OF THIS EXPERIENCE. NOT SUITABLE FOR CHILDREN

Once upon a time in Wilmington, NC, I was visiting some friends and staying at a house with a couple of females. One was fat and the other was not so fat, but not so thin either. Come Sunday, I was ready to go home. The girl I rode down with wasn't, so she talked me into going out to this new piano bar downtown. I kill a sixpack while the girls are getting ready.

The bar's opening special was $2 drinks, anything in the house. I then kill 11 Seven and Sevens in a row. Miss Not-TOO-Fat is looking better all the time. After we leave the bar we go to a pizza joint, where I have two more beers, and then to the gas station where I pick up another six. We get back to the house and everyone goes to bed except for me and this barely-doable girl. We split the sixer. Mind you, I'm now 22 drinks into the evening.

I decide discretion is the better part of valor and that I should go to bed. I stand up, yawn, and go to give her a hug. She grabs my crotch and throws me down on the pullout. So much for valor.

So we go at it for about half an hour. I'm drunk, not really attracted, and not all that with it. And she keeps making these NOISES, these terribly loud, weird sounds. I'm trying to hush her, but finally I just give it up and roll off.

She rolls back over and gets down to work. Talented orator, that girl. So I get back up and try it again. This time, she's practically yelling. It gets to the point where I put my hands over her mouth to try and quiet her down because it's 3 a.m. and I'm afraid she'll wake the neighbors.

So I try to go back to sleep again. I figure she's GOT to go to bed because she's got to get up for an appointment at 8. No dice. She goes down again, and whispers in my ear "Honey, you can put it anywhere you want."

Back up I go. So it's a little of this, a little of that, I've got her bent over and am up her tailpipe. And now she's SCREAMING, top of her lungs, "FUCK ME, FUCK ME, PUT IT IN MY..." you get the idea. My friend, who was trying to sleep in the next room, said she woke up and thought there was a dog barking in the living room. I flip her over, still trying to calm her down, fed up, just want to go to bed, so I just start CHOKING the bitch, not hard, just trying to get her to SHUT UP. And she's LOVING IT. This goes on for another two hours.

Sun comes up and she's still there. I nudge her, "Don't you have to make your appointment?" No dice. Finally, ten o'clock, she gets up and leaves. Never said another word to her.

I walk in the kitchen to get some water and see a pic of her and this black dude on the fridge. Huh.

So I'm in the car on the way up to VA and ask my friend if the chick made her appointment that morning. Friend laughs. "Appointment? You mean the meeting with her Probation Officer?" Oh, God. Who's the dude on the fridge? "Oh, that's her FIANCEE." Lucky fella.

Yes, I did wear a rubber. Yes, I've been tested since. NO, I wouldn't do it again.


Aren't you supposed to post pics now?

CW
Link Posted: 9/29/2004 4:24:48 AM EST
Just my chicken Usually when I play guitar for someone unless it is something I know EXTREMELY well. I was doing some Ace Frehely / Kiss stuff for a friend and screwed it up BAD. I felt like an ass. That is about it. My shooting competitions go pretty well. There are just too many people that shoot better than meI guess over the years since before the Corps I concentrated on NOT choking . And then in boot camp , that was the WORST time to choke as many of you know. So I just learned to relax my mind and concentrate on finishing the job. It worked pretty well.Take care.
Link Posted: 9/29/2004 4:42:18 AM EST

Originally Posted By clean_cut:
When the stakes are high, and the pressure is on to perform and perform WELL, and failure is NOT an option, do you choke?



If one chokes under pressure, it's time to put away the firearms and start carrying OC spray.

Chances are they'll live longer when they "choke" and a BG takes their weapon away from them and shoves it up their azz.
Link Posted: 9/29/2004 4:49:21 AM EST
Some people fold under pressure.
Others focus.

I think I'm more of a focus kind of guy.
Pressure actually seems to give me more determination because I know it HAS to be done.
Where as without pressure like deadlines I just procrastinate because I know it doesn't matter.

I'm sort of weird like that I guess. I tend to create more pressure for myself.
Link Posted: 9/29/2004 5:11:22 AM EST
Thread topic: Are you a choker?


Originally Posted By METT-T:
I thought you meant during sex. That, I had a funny story about...



Brief stint in the gay porn industry as a fluffer to pay for college?
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