Tina Fey: Bossypants

Amazon.com Review Bossypants is short, messy, and impossibly funny (an apt description of the comedian herself). From her humble roots growing up in Pennsylvania to her days doing amateur improv in Chicago to her early sketches on Saturday Night Live , Fey gives us a fascinating glimpse behind the curtain of modern comedy with equal doses of wit, candor, and self-deprecation. Some of the funniest chapters feature the differences between male and female comedy writers (''men urinate in cups''), her cruise ship honeymoon (''it’s very Poseidon Adventure ''), and advice about breastfeeding (''I had an obligation to my child to pretend to try''). But the chaos of Fey’s life is best detailed when she’s dividing her efforts equally between rehearsing her Sarah Palin impression, trying to get Oprah to appear on 30 Rock , and planning her daughter’s Peter Pan-themed birthday. Bossypants gets to the heart of why Tina Fey remains universally adored: she embodies the hectic, too-many-things-to-juggle lifestyle we all have, but instead of complaining about it, she can just laugh it off. --Kevin Nguyen Review Once in a generation a woman comes along who changes everything. Tina Fey is not that woman, but she met that woman once and acted weird around her. PRAISE FOR TINA FEY: ''You'd be really pretty if you lost weight.'' ( College Boyfriend, 1990 ) ''Tina Fey is an ugly, pear-shaped, overrated troll.'' ( The Internet ) ''Mommy, where are my pretzels?'' ( Tracy Morgan ) ADVANCE PRAISE FOR BOSSYPANTS : ''I hope that's not really the cover. That's really going to hurt sales.'' ( Don Fey, Father of Tina Fey ) ''Absolutely delicious!'' ( A Guy Who Eats Books ) ''Totally worth it.'' ( Trees ) ''Do not print this glowing recommendation of Tina Fey's book until I've been dead a hundred years.'' ( Mark Twain ) ''Hilarious and insightful. Laugh-out-loud funny -- oh no, a full moon. No! Arrgh! Get away from me! Save yourself!'' ( A Guy Turning into a Werewolf ) Origin Story

My brother is eight years older than I am. I was a big surprise. A wonderful surprise, my mom would be quick to tell you. Although having a baby at forty is a commonplace fool’s errand these days, back in 1970 it was pretty unheard-of. Women around my mom’s office referred to her pregnancy as “Mrs. Fey and her change-of-life baby.” When I was born I was fussed over and doted on, and my brother has always looked out for me like a third parent.

The day before I started kindergarten, my parents took me to the school to meet the teacher. My mom had taken my favorite blanket and stitched my initials into it for nap time, just like she’d done for my brother eight years earlier. At the teacher conference my dad tried to give my nap time blanket to the teacher, and she just smiled and said, “Oh, we don’t do that anymore.” That’s when I realized I had old parents. I’ve been worried about them ever since.

While my parents talked to the teacher, I was sent to a table to do coloring. I was introduced to a Greek boy named Alex whose mom was next in line to meet with the teacher. We colored together in silence. I was so used to being praised and encouraged that when I finished my drawing I held it up to show Alex, who immediately ripped it in half. I didn’t have the language to express my feelings then, but my thoughts were something like “Oh, it’s like that, motherfucker? Got it.” Mrs. Fey’s change-of-life baby had entered the real world.

During the spring semester of kindergarten, I was slashed in the face by a stranger in the alley behind my house. Don’t worry. I’m not going to lay out the grisly details for you like a sweeps episode of Dateline. I only bring it up to explain why I’m not going to talk about it.

I’ve always been able to tell a lot about people by whether they ask me about my scar. Most people never ask, but if it comes up naturally somehow and I offer up the story, they are quite interested. Some people are just dumb: “Did a cat scratch you?” God bless. Those sweet dumdums I never mind. Sometimes it is a fun sociology litmus test, like when my friend Ricky asked me, “Did they ever catch the black guy that did that to you?” Hmmm. It was not a black guy, Ricky, and I never said it was.

Then there’s another sort of person who thinks it makes them seem brave or sensitive or wonderfully direct to ask me about it right away. They ask with quiet, feigned empathy, “How did you get your scar?” The grossest move is when they say they’re only curious because “it’s so beautiful.” Ugh. Disgusting. They might as well walk up and say, “May I be amazing at you?” To these folks let me be clear. I’m not interested in acting out a TV movie with you where you befriend a girl with a scar. An Oscar-y Spielberg movie where I play a mean German with a scar? Yes.

My whole life, people who ask about my scar within one week of knowing me have invariably turned out to be egomaniacs of average intelligence or less. And egomaniacs of average intelligence or less often end up in the field of TV journalism. So, you see, if I tell the whole story here, then I will be asked about it over and over by the hosts of Access Movietown and Entertainment Forever for the rest of my short-lived career.

But I will tell you this: My scar was a miniature form of celebrity. Kids knew who I was because of it. Lots of people liked to claim they were there when it happened. I was there. I saw it. Crazy Mike did it!

Adults were kind to me because of it. Aunts and family friends gave me Easter candy and oversize Hershey’s Kisses long after I was too old for presents. I was made to feel special.

What should have shut me down and made me feel “less than” ended up giving me an inflated sense of self. It wasn’t until years later, maybe not until I was writing this book, that I realized people weren’t making a fuss over me because I was some incredible beauty or genius; they were making a fuss over me to compensate for my being slashed.

I accepted all the attention at face value and proceeded through life as if I really were extraordinary. I guess what I’m saying is, this has all been a wonderful misunderstanding. And I shall keep these Golden Globes, every last one!

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Excerpts are provided by Dial-A-Book Inc. solely for the personal use of visitors to this web site. Amazon.com Review Bossypants is short, messy, and impossibly funny (an apt description of the comedian herself). From her humble roots growing up in Pennsylvania to her days doing amateur improv in Chicago to her early sketches on Saturday Night Live , Fey gives us a fascinating glimpse behind the curtain of modern comedy with equal doses of wit, candor, and self-deprecation. Some of the funniest chapters feature the differences between male and female comedy writers ("men urinate in cups"), her cruise ship honeymoon ("it鈥檚 very Poseidon Adventure "), and advice about breastfeeding ("I had an obligation to my child to pretend to try"). But the chaos of Fey鈥檚 life is best detailed when she鈥檚 dividing her efforts equally between rehearsing her Sarah Palin impression, trying to get Oprah to appear on 30 Rock , and planning her daughter鈥檚 Peter Pan-themed birthday. Bossypants gets to the heart of why Tina Fey remains universally adored: she embodies the hectic, too-many-things-to-juggle lifestyle we all have, but instead of complaining about it, she can just laugh it off. --Kevin Nguyen Review Once in a generation a woman comes along who changes everything. Tina Fey is not that woman, but she met that woman once and acted weird around her. PRAISE FOR TINA FEY: "You'd be really pretty if you lost weight." ( College Boyfriend, 1990 ) "Tina Fey is an ugly, pear-shaped, overrated troll." ( The Internet ) "Mommy, where are my pretzels?" ( Tracy Morgan ) ADVANCE PRAISE FOR BOSSYPANTS : "I hope that's not really the cover. That's really going to hurt sales." ( Don Fey, Father of Tina Fey ) "Absolutely delicious!" ( A Guy Who Eats Books ) "Totally worth it." ( Trees ) "Do not print this glowing recommendation of Tina Fey's book until I've been dead a hundred years." ( Mark Twain ) "Hilarious and insightful. Laugh-out-loud funny -- oh no, a full moon. No! Arrgh! Get away from me! Save yourself!" ( A Guy Turning into a Werewolf ) Amazon.com Review Bossypants is short, messy, and impossibly funny (an apt description of the comedian herself). From her humble roots growing up in Pennsylvania to her days doing amateur improv in Chicago to her early sketches on Saturday Night Live , Fey gives us a fascinating glimpse behind the curtain of modern comedy with equal doses of wit, candor, and self-deprecation. Some of the funniest chapters feature the differences between male and female comedy writers ("men urinate in cups"), her cruise ship honeymoon ("it鈥檚 very Poseidon Adventure "), and advice about breastfeeding ("I had an obligation to my child to pretend to try"). But the chaos of Fey鈥檚 life is best detailed when she鈥檚 dividing her efforts equally between rehearsing her Sarah Palin impression, trying to get Oprah to appear on 30 Rock , and planning her daughter鈥檚 Peter Pan-themed birthday. Bossypants gets to the heart of why Tina Fey remains universally adored: she embodies the hectic, too-many-things-to-juggle lifestyle we all have, but instead of complaining about it, she can just laugh it off. --Kevin Nguyen Review Once in a generation a woman comes along who changes everything. Tina Fey is not that woman, but she met that woman once and acted weird around her. PRAISE FOR TINA FEY: "You'd be really pretty if you lost weight." ( College Boyfriend, 1990 ) "Tina Fey is an ugly, pear-shaped, overrated troll." ( The Internet ) "Mommy, where are my pretzels?" ( Tracy Morgan ) ADVANCE PRAISE FOR BOSSYPANTS : "I hope that's not really the cover. That's really going to hurt sales." ( Don Fey, Father of Tina Fey ) "Absolutely delicious!" ( A Guy Who Eats Books ) "Totally worth it." ( Trees ) "Do not print this glowing recommendation of Tina Fey's book until I've been dead a hundred years." ( Mark Twain ) "Hilarious and insightful. Laugh-out-loud funny -- oh no, a full moon. No! Arrgh! Get away from me! Save yourself!" ( A Guy Turning into a Werewolf ) United States,General,Biography,Entertainment & Performing Arts,Biography & Autobiography,Essays,Humor,Form,Women comedians,Women television personalities,American wit and humor Tina Fey’s new book *Bossypants* is short, messy, and impossibly funny (an apt description of the comedian herself). From her humble roots growing up in Pennsylvania to her days doing amateur improv in Chicago to her early sketches on Saturday Night Live, Fey gives us a fascinating glimpse behind the curtain of modern comedy with equal doses of wit, candor, and self-deprecation. Some of the funniest chapters feature the differences between male and female comedy writers ("men urinate in cups"), her cruise ship honeymoon ("it’s very Poseidon Adventure"), and advice about breastfeeding ("I had an obligation to my child to pretend to try"). But the chaos of Fey’s life is best detailed when she’s dividing her efforts equally between rehearsing her Sarah Palin impression, trying to get Oprah to appear on 30 Rock, and planning her daughter’s Peter Pan-themed birthday. Bossypants gets to the heart of why Tina Fey remains universally adored: she embodies the hectic, too-many-things-to-juggle lifestyle we all have, but instead of complaining about it, she can just laugh it off. --[Kevin Nguyen][1] [1]: http://www.amazon.com/gp/feature.html?docId=1000670181 Spirited and whip-smart, these laugh-out-loud autobiographical essays are "a masterpiece" from the Emmy Award-winning actress and comedy writer known for 30 Rock, Mean Girls, and SNL" (Sunday Telegraph). Before Liz Lemon, before "Weekend Update," before "Sarah Palin," Tina Fey was just a young girl with a dream: a recurring stress dream that she was being chased through a local airport by her middle-school gym teacher. She also had a dream that one day she would be a comedian on TV. She has seen both these dreams come true. At last, Tina Fey's story can be told. From her youthful days as a vicious nerd to her tour of duty on Saturday Night Live; from her passionately halfhearted pursuit of physical beauty to her life as a mother eating things off the floor; from her one-sided college romance to her nearly fatal honeymoon -- from the beginning of this paragraph to this final sentence. Tina Fey reveals all, and proves what we've always suspected: you're no one until someone calls you bossy. Includes Special, Never-Before-Solicited Opinions on Breastfeeding, Princesses, Photoshop, the Electoral Process, and Italian Rum Cake! Origin story Growing up and liking it All girls must be everything Delaware County summer showtime! That's Don Fey Climbing Old Rag Mountain Young Men's Christian Association The Windy City, full of meat My honeymoon, or, A supposedly fun thing I'll never do again either The secrets of Mommy's beauty Remembrances of being very very skinny Remembrances of being a little bit fat A childhood dream, realized Peeing in jars with boys I don't care if you like it Amazing, gorgeous, not like that Dear Internet 30 Rock : an experiment to confuse your grandparents Sarah, Oprah, and Captain Hook There's a drunk midget in my house A celebrity's guide to celebrating the birth of Jesus Juggle this The mother's prayer for its daughter What turning forty means to me What should I do with my last five minutes? From her youthful days as a vicious nerd to her tour of duty on Saturday Night Live; from her passionately halfhearted pursuit of physical beauty to her life as a mother eating things off the floor; from her one-sided college romance to her nearly fatal honeymoon, comedian Tina Fey reveals all, and proves that you're no one until someone calls you bossy.