Probably why I don't have friends. At the get-togethers, barbecues, parties, etc my wife and her friends set up, I have a choice of talking to:
A) A 57 y.o alcoholic who always gets talking about how he used to be bigger than me when he used to work out when he was 17.
B) A 36 y.o, 350lb video-game-addicted snowflake.
C) A 33 y.o, 400lb video-game-addicted snowflake.
Other than the alcoholic who is drunk and doesn't give a rats ass about anything, most everyone else looks at me like an alien from Andromeda. So I usually just hang out with Jr & the kids for awhile, then bolt. I'm not the "let's-make-conversation-that-I-don't-give-a-fuck-about-to-fit-in" type of guy.
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