While this month has been intellectually fulfilling, with the aftermath of PIFF that has made me read much more than usual and thus the slowed down pace of posts/reviews and the recently started literature course at AFP that has my grey cells charged and scrambling to work over-time, it has been professionally exhausting, with one of my two groups being way-too talkative and distracted, expecting to be entertained and amused every day and a free-lance project that may bring in extra money but is extremely boring and emotionally volatile with me having reached the highest highs and the lowest lows, wanting to bring a club down on one person and grab and smother the other with hugs and kisses.
A completely arbitrary stray comment made by a dear friend made me step down the questioning path once again – does my basically introvert nature and extreme selectiveness when it comes to friends, mean I’m a snob? Does my having high expectations from friends, which means that I can count my true friends on the fingers of one hand, mean that I’m a snob? Does my incapability of socialising and indulging in small-talk with random people and drawing them to me like a moth is drawn to light, mean that I’m a snob? Am I a snob, just because I am not on back-slapping terms with everybody and tend to hold myself away from the crowd, preferring not be drawn into the fore? Doesn’t it count that I am nice to everyone including those who talk to me only when they find me useful and that I don’t make snubbing, bitchy comments about people I don’t consider “in” or cool? Or that I have never looked down my nose at those who don’t patronise big brands, (considering I myself rarely do so) and don’t drop names? Or that I can eat at a roadside tapri with just as much pleasure as at a five star hotel? Or that I don’t really consider myself to be above others and can talk to people from all walks of life? But then, on second thoughts is it really so bad to be a snob?
So while I have been indulging in introspection and riding the emotional roller-coaster, juggling work and trying to widen my horizons by reading more and learning more, this place has been rather desolate and ignored – haven’t bowed out yet, worry not folks, there is a lot that’s to come in this space...
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If being a "snob" ("" intentional) implies that you can cheerfully do things you are comfortable with and like doing, if being a "snob" means not conforming to others expectations because you are not comfortable with them...being a "snob" is an absolutely delightful thing!
I'd prefer to revel in such "snobbery" :)
While you do have high expectations from people, I think that you are not a snob. I can kind of understand where you come from, because I have high expectations from another (albeit totally different) category viz., food. I rarely go overboard praising a dish unless my senses have been totally wowed. Vin finds this weird :-)
Have been meaning to call you up. No excuse other than laziness. Let me know what is a good time to call you.
Love,
Jo
Wildmagic and Jo - :-)
if u r what u r..then why worry abt people's comment. and to me, u seem to know exactly who u r and who u want to be....so cheers for that....
Hi, maybe it is unrelated to this post, but why is comment not enabled on the post above? Perhaps, you don't want comments when you are feeling lonely.
Anyways, I hope you've recovered from your lonely and questioning mode by now.
Hellow fellow snob. :p
When do we go for a drink, eh mate?
Madusa
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