The Problem With Weddings…
A comment over at Blonde Sagacity pretty much sums up the same problem I have making friends at social engagements:
“Now, I realize mindless chatter is a necessary evil and not all conversations can be deep and meaningful, but all the forced niceties and talking to people that you wouldn’t give the time of day in any other situation irks me.”
I have a very limited audience. Few people understand me. And few people share the black wit that I call my Sense Of Humor. I’m not as socially gifted as some of my peers. I was born with the Artist’s Sense of Superiority doubled with an oxymoronic dose of Crippling Insecurity. So generally, in social situations, I come across as an aloof bitch.
But really, I’m so much more than that…