Has anyone ever actually noticed how much of our thought process is devoted to avoiding awkward situations? Let’s take a moment (or two) here to give a good fist bump –no – a kick-ass HIGH-5 to the parts of our psyche that want to avoid any kind of awkward encounter like it’s a plague. Let’s face it, that’s a pretty tough job!
A good friend of mine constantly loves to point out how incredibly awkward I can be. I suppose I’ve gotten mostly used to it by now, so I delight in making him feel like an upside-down turtle whilst I revel in his misery. Usually this kind of situation arises when I whip out one of my amazing(-ly corny) jokes that I most likely first heard from my Dad. Yeah, I’m talking about those jokes. The ones that, upon hearing for the first time, make you inwardly cringe and hope that no one whose friendship you value was around to hear it. Maybe I just want others to experience the kind of shit I have to put up with at home; either that or for whatever reason I actually find those jokes hilarious. Probably a mix of both, but mostly the latter.
Example:
Friend: I’m hungry
Me: Hi hungry, I’m Laura. [I’m holding back a good giggle until after the joke has sunk in]
Friend: ......... [gives me blank stare] ..... You’re such a fucking loser.
I then proceed to laugh at my own joke (which I do.. A LOT.. okay I pretty much laugh at all of my jokes) and simultaneously agree with his enlightening statement.
At this point I have just accepted the fact that I will continue to have awkward social encounters, and while I am completely at peace with this, I realise the anti-awkward part of everyone else’s brain will generally want to avoid contact with me at all costs.
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