At most social events like disco, big parties etc, where the goal is wrecking your liver and dance to shitty music, while losing your hearing in the meantime.
Even with some friends, you cannot talk to them because everything is loud or stinks like shitty cigarettes. What’s the point?
This is the THE most terminally online dork response I’ve ever seen.
I mean, i prefer hiking and nature. I also enjoy live performance of groups i listen to, but numb disco with dumb music is an hard pass to me
That’s fine. I even somewhat agree with you. However, acting like you are above doing what millions of people enjoy is some real dork shit.
Spent my 20s in bars all over the place. I remember several times, sitting in a new place, thinking, “I’ve been here 100 times already.”
Now that I hardly go to bars, my wife and I like to hit a dive now and again. Apparently they don’t have shitty places quite like that in the Philippines. She gets so cute and happy, totally novel experience for her. And if they have karaoke? Game. On.
That feeling of all the bars being so similar was an early prelude to stopping going out all the time for me. I always thought it was weird that I never missed something I spent 5 - 7 days a week doing for over a decade. When the novelty wore off it was so easy to just never go back.
Now that I’m older, and laid off the bar scene for a decade+, it’s like coming home. Still, only fun a couple of times a year. And now I don’t smoke, and we can’t smoke inside, so I’m not coughing my lungs out the next morning.
Every. Single. Time.
I mean posing the question like that is kind of a self fulfilling prophecy, no?
On the other hand, as neurodivergent this hits everytime I leave the house.
Never be scared to duck out early from something that is not fulfilling. I’ve left group gatherings to go hiking solo because it was more enjoyable.
Last Sunday. A friend asked me to go with him to town, normally I say no but I figured I would just because I usually don’t.
We went to town and went to a store. As we were about to leave, his truck wouldn’t start. (The starter was fried.) Ended up having to walk a mile and a half to his nephew’s place, then got a ride back to my friend’s truck, towed it to his brother’s shop, and after borrowing some tools I ended up pulling the starter off a car in the middle of a field, and installing it in his truck so we could finally head back home.
What was supposed to be an enjoyable hour or so ended up taking most of the afternoon and I ended up covered in oil and mud and sore as hell by the time I finally got back to my house.
Nope, though occasionally I will think “this wasn’t the best choice today” (usually because I’m much more tired than I thought I’d be when commiting to going out).
Never but I say “this is why I don’t party for 24+ hours”. A good party or event shouldn’t overstay its welcome as experience quickly declines once everyone tires out and start making mistakes and get into intoxicated/tired arguments.
Yes. And I don’t entirely understand why most other people don’t.
Being poor will do that.
Liking the destination or specific people you’re with really has to outweigh the crowds, the effort and the cost to be remotely worth it and that’s exceedingly rare.
Occasional game nights/potlucks with friends and family though can be nice.
Every. Single. Time.
No. I rarely go out, so I cherish every time I do. I have young kids.
Only if I wind up around a lot of other people. People’s behavior in crowds and public transport tends to piss me off to an irrational degree.
It’s because you live somewhere built for cars and not for people.
I will do anything to avoid going to the store on Sunday. It took me too long to learn.
