It's interesting to observe people's social behavior, and how you can clearly see a pattern.
The people who constantly wear rose-colored specs have no problem hanging out with this person, or that person, or inviting a crowd that clearly doesn't mesh to their birthday party. Everything is fine. Everyone is OK.
There are those who will happily remain in the same job for years, because it's comfortable and safe, that will cling to the same people, no matter how fake or full of artificial sweetener their connections or common ground may be.
Others obviously prefer the company of those who are in awe of them. Those that kiss their pretty little bum no matter what they're like on the inside. For some it doesn't even matter the reasons that people want to be their friend, what matters is is that they have a fan. A source of never-ending adoration and praise. What could be sweeter?
And then there are others who, without any real social skills and who bring nothing to the table other than cakes baked with a heaping spoonful of desperation, who cling to each other. Like a brigade of odd socks or the stragglers that nobody wanted on their team.
It's almost sad.
But, I suppose ignorance is bliss and that all most people want is to belong to something. To have dinner parties, people to Retweet what you say, and a band of mindless followers.
How grand.
Brilliant. could not have been said better!
xoxo
Marian
Posted by: marian | 04 March 2010 at 10:34