Jade Curtiss
New member
- Joined
- Nov 16, 2009
- Messages
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- MBTI Type
- INTP
- Enneagram
- 5w4
- Instinctual Variant
- sp/sx
If I'm at a party, chances are I'm pissed off at whoever lied to me about where we were going.
Partying for me consists of everyone else presumably having a good time while I carefully pick a neutral spot on the where I can stare deeply and get engrossed in my own though, yet still give the external appearance of taking part as well. Every so often someone will acknowledge my existence by asking "Are you ok?" to which I reply by mumbling out some inaudible combination of fragmented words and sounds, while also wiping the long string of drool dangling from my bottom lip. After dealing with that periodic check-in, I've usually bought myself another 20+ minutes of undisrupted wall gazing time.
This pretty much describes my party experience, aside from the, um, drool... As soon as I enter a room I immediately begin scanning to gauge the atmosphere, type of people and environment, while searching for the perfectly placed "lookout" where I will be spending the majority of my time observing things as I look forward to leaving. I'll often end up exploring wherever it's taking place, learning more about the layout of the building than anything else, and finding an empty place where I can relax and read for awhile. Of course, I'm quite good at avoiding parties and other social events in general, so I've rarely had to endure the experience. After a while I may become relaxed enough to actually talk with someone and have a reasonably interesting conversation, provided it's not too loud.
Alas, I get it. What I do not get is what so many people feel they get out of it. More bother than it's worth 98 times out of 100.
Exactly. In the past, I literally could not comprehend the purpose of these things. Now I can understand why some people can enjoy that type of thing, but it's just not even worth it for me.