No offense to you, don’t waste your time

almost-socialize I have made the discovery that I am socially awkward.

Well, wait. It wasn’t really a discovery. I already knew that, have known it for a long time. Parenthetically, it always freaks me out when I tell somebody that about myself and they argue with me about it, as if they think I don’t really mean it and am just looking for reassurance.

News flash: I do really mean it. This isn’t a sad cry for reassurance. I’m usually much more direct than that. If I want reassurance, I will come right out and say, “I’m insecure about this, please reassure me?”

It doesn’t particularly bother me that I’m socially awkward. What bothers me is the people who don’t believe me when I tell them that or think they’re doing me a favor by “helping” me to overcome it, so that they drag me into those social situations in which I feel terribly uncomfortable and awkward.

Damned extroverts!

Networking functions were kind of interesting once I got myself used to them because I could listen to people talk about their business endeavors forever. It was a bit like conducting an interview for my newsletter, so that made it easy. And I can talk shop forever, particularly if I like and am interested in what I’m doing.

Neither of which is the case at this particular moment in my life.
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