Enough already.
A conversation with some friends triggered this phrase as a description of how I feel about meeting new people. I have a lot of friends – good friends. More than I get to see on a regular basis while still being employed. I’d like to see theze people, but if I’m honest, the problem is that there’s either some hurdle to doing so, or having not seen them in so long, I wonder if they still have any interest in hanging out.
Which is sad, in some sense, but I hope that it’s not that we’re drifting apart, so much as simply don’t have time. Which is also sad, but somewhat less so.
It reminds me of how a couple people kept telling me I should go to my 10 year reunion, because I might get back in touch with people. I don’t *care* to get back in touch. Even if I like the people, they’re people that I only know because circumstance forced us together – if we weren’t in high school, I wouldn’t necessarily have cared. The people I still keep in touch with on a regular or semi-regular basis are the people I *chose* to keep in touch with, for some reason or another. Why would I need to give someone I didn’t choose to keep in touch with, or chose not to keep in touch with me, another chance? Where would I fit them in?
So now I sound like some sort of bizarre, reclusive hermit, which is not so – but I think that honestly, the point is that I don’t need more friends, or even really want more. I just don’t have the time.
If your fine with the friends you have now, then why go out and meet new people? For me, I could probably make the time to try and meet new people at the risk of being bored/miserable, or I can play on XBL with you guys or Warcraft with AB and enjoy the friends that I already have.
I sort of feel bad typing this, but there are plenty of other things I’d rather spend my time doing than meeting new people.
Hermits of the world… stay exactly where you are!
– Mike
I hate new people. Given that I have so few friends I see on a regular basis, you’d think I’d be chomping at the bit to meet more. No thanks. I’ve found that everytime I meet a new person, I’m interested for about ten minutes and then they inevitably say something that (1) pisses me off, (2) bores me, (3) makes them sound stupid, (4) all of the above.
– Becky (in case you thought it was Alan, the other person who hates people – we were made for one another)