I love self-explanatory blog titles.
I really am a quiet person. Not in a meek or mousy way, but in the sense that I don’t enjoy a lot of loud and busy places. I’d much rather be where my friends are, where I can hear them and respond to them. Not in a place with a bunch of strangers, rude people, pushing, shouting, mess, etc.
Does this mean that I’m basically a hermit? Of course not.
I venture out often and go out to parties, bars (albeit, not often), restaurants, and other social places. I just don’t always enjoy it, or at least not every second of it.
I think it comes down to me being a control freak. I like having everything in order and it’s impossible if I’m in a loud and crazy place.
There’s an event tonight, and while I really want to be there to visit and show my support for a friend, I don’t want to go out to this particular place so that I can make small-talk with a lot of people I don’t know and have little interest in getting to know. I can be polite and gracious, but it’s hard to feign interest for an extended period of time. That sounds incredibly dismissive and rude, but I’m 3 hours away from where I live, and I’m not in Edmonton very often anymore. So even if I meet these lovely people, chances of me seeing them again are slim to none. I’m a journalist; I’m all about the networking. But sometimes, it’s a question of “What’s the point?” You know?
I’m also just getting over a sinus infection, and shouting isn’t really an option for me right now. So it will be near impossible for me to speak over the din of the restaurant. Also, I’m staying with my parents, and I miss catching up with them.
Hmm. What to do?