sight isn’t always necessary

Did you know that there’s a secret unwritten rule that if you’re going to a sports function, you must dress the part of being a die-hard sports fan? Regardless of whether or not you know a single stupid fact about sports, at all? Yes, it’s a rule. You’ll be shunned and laughed at if you don’t follow it. Actually, it looks like Kris isn’t following the rule. But Kris is too cool for school, so that excuses him from these silly unwritten rules.

I don’t know why I let these things get to me. I think really it has to do with the fact that I feel left out of something, something that I don’t want to be a part of, but the mere fact that I’m not included drives me to make fun of it like crazy. And constantly mutter curses and hexes upon people in cubes and offices behind me. It’s definitely a personal problem, this issue of mine. I see people grasping at the little threads of commonality they have with each other, and with these threads they weave an imaginary fabric of togetherness, and the whole thing really makes me ill! Because I know that people are all so different – I mean, I’m married and have been for almost 8 years, and there are things about Craig that I can handle, but I definitely don’t want to incorporate into my daily life (like his complete lack of knowledge of the world beyond our borders). There were things about Ravneet that I accepted as being her own thing, but I never took on her wacky eating habits just because she’s my friend. I guess it’s just a matter of extremes – I’ve never been the type to take an extreme approach to anything – it’s always middle of the road for me (except when it comes to loathing people – I’m a pretty avid loather). I can’t jump into a clique and suddenly feel like I must spend my every waking moment with those people. I can’t find out someone likes something cool, and then suddenly change my every thought from the beginning of thought about a subject, and decide “yes! i do love sports!” Because I just don’t! I like running, but I don’t really like racing! I enjoy hiking, but when people want to talk about hiking, I really want them to back off and go blab to someone who give a crap! The same goes for running, I suppose.