V is for Voluntold, #AtoZChallenge

Remember how I complained about passwords a few days ago? Well, the Password Curse has struck again. I was trying to erase part of my Internet history for totally non-naughty reasons and when I cleared out my cookies and cache, it logged me out of everything. Not a problem if you know your user name and passwords, but that ain’t me.

So, why am I telling you this? The website I use — Canva — to do the little graphic was logged out and I have no idea which email I used to sign up. Shouldn’t be a problem, except for I have like a dozen throwaway emails. (This comes from Emailnesia, the disease where you forget your throwaway email login info momentarily and have to create another.) Anyway, I had to go with a new — gasp — account and create a new — gasp — graphic. Now those of you who get twitchy eyed over minor changes like I do have an explanation for the minor graphic change, and those of you who aren’t that way are at least slightly annoyed and are possibly muttering curse words at me.

VOLUNTOLD

And on we go.

Being voluntold is exactly what it sounds like — someone volunteers you to do something you either had no intention of doing or don’t want to do. Some people are experts at voluntelling, like my husband’s mother.

“E, since you’re so good with computers, I told Jenny that you could take a look at her’s and see what’s wrong with it, maybe fix it up so that it runs faster. You don’t mind do you?”

Another example of being voluntold to do something is our current school’s mandatory volunteer hours. At Little Man’s old school, if you volunteered to help out, that meant you offered to help out of your own free will. Ain’t no such thing as voluntary volunteer hours when you have to do at least 30 per year or your kid gets kicked out. (In fairness, about half of the hours include things like PTO meetings and conferences…but that takes the fun  but of mockplaining.) And when your kid is late a certain number of times, you get to tack on an extra hour to the total you need to complete. They should start calling them Voluntold Hours.

Alternative meaning: none.

Textspeak I passed up: VIP (very important person), VBG (very big grin), and VEG (very evil grin).

Does anyone voluntold you for things, or are you the one doing the voluntelling?

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17 thoughts on “V is for Voluntold, #AtoZChallenge

  1. I think I was close to being voluntold for that babysitting job… I thank my husband for not voluntolding me, and for not actually giving me the phone, because I think guilting was on the other end of the line.
    I don’t voluntold my husband.
    When he worked at his last job, they had pitch-ins all the time. Initially, I didn’t mind to make two of a dish and send it in. These pitch-ins grew more common at times — sometimes weekly for a while. Then one night, we were having pizza the night before a pitch-in because I didn’t feel like cooking, and I was like, “You need to pick up somethin at the store,” since, like I said, NOT FEEL LIKE COOKING. Well, while I don’t think he took too kindly to my refusal at the time, maybe he felt jilted? He did come to see it for what it was; it’s extra work for me, for his work. So when he started this new job and they brought up pitch-ins, he told them his wife is a great cook, but it’s not right to ask me to cook for his job, so he’ll be bringing storebought pastries and 2-liters. They all seemed to like that fine, and I could tell he was quite pleased with himself, since he told me the story.

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    • Good for him! That’s one of the perks of my husband working from home now, and not going to church, I hated being expected to cook for these things. It wouldn’t be so bad if it weren’t so obviously expected of the women while the men don’t do shit (esp that with church).

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  2. I’m currently dreading mother’s day, as I’ll no doubt be voluntold to go to my MIL’s house to sit inside with the women and children making painfully awkward conversation while the men stand outside, scratching their man bits, drinking beer, and grilling the ever-living shit out of some overly-salty chicken.

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  3. Ha! I was on the opposite side of a voluntelling yesterday. A few weeks ago I saw my guardian angel and he voluntold his wife as someone I could call in a crisis (himself as well, but that’s more intimidating to me). I didn’t want to be too pushy and it was also late at night and I wasn’t sure if she worked that evening, so I texted instead and ended up chatting with her for quite a while and making plans to get together Friday. So it worked out well from my end, but she may have given him a stern talking-to after we were done.

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  4. Someone at work used thr word voluntold 2 weeks ago (so actually around the time you posted this) and it was the first time I heard it. Truthfully, I’m surprised I’d never heard it before then!

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