Not too very long ago I spurted forth a work of art entitled "Social Stupidity" relating to my inability to socialize. I received several emails and some comments about this and I thought I'd share some of it because, well because, that's what I do.
Actually, to be honest and slightly lazy, there was only one sentence from one person that particularly caused me pause. I think I can just share that sentence...
"However, it also became quite noticeable to me that Gar spends a lot of time talking about Gar and his woes."
This one little innocent sentence in a 20 paragraph email telling me that I'm too hard on myself has caused me untold amounts of duress. Now, even in one on one conversations I question everything I'm about to say for fear of talking about me and/or my woes. Suddenly I'm even more socially inept than before.
Now when they ask, "Hey Gar, how are you doing?" I literally can't answer. All attempts to speak are roadblocked by "Gar spending a lot of time talking about Gar and his woes". You'd think I wouldn't care.
In fact, this whole blog posting seems to be a glaring proof of Gar blogging about Gar and his woes. It's quite irritating.