On the one hand I feel I can understand a vast array of motivations for people to do almost anything.
On the two hand I find that whenever people start talking to me I cannot figure out why they put so much importance on such small things.
Yes, I have been known to make rather long rants and arguments over trivial things, but in the end I know it to be superfluous and ultimately nothing to subscribe a great deal of importance to.
Other people have serious conversations and I find myself only interested in trying to figure out why they're interested in the first place.
The worst are when they talk about other people. Some people get so entwined in rumors and suppositions and theories about what others are doing without ever questioning what purpose this tangent serves or how harmful, invasive, or just annoying it can be to the subject. Others will just bad mouth people, which always irks me even more because they're working from information too incomplete to actually draw most of their conclusions.
Sure, the sharing of this information makes some sense in the evolution of society, but it always amazes me that people who allege to think for themselves never stop this mindless cycle. Of course, they probably just find it interesting, while I, finding it dull, am the exception.
A strange corollary to this is that I have certain friends, especially one in particular, who keep turning to me for romantic advice. Maybe they just do this to everyone, but I never know whether to laugh or slap some sense into them. I end up listening and giving what advice I can, but I always feel my advice to be less than useless for a few reasons:
1) I have never been attracted to a physically attracted to anyone in my life. I just haven't, and suspect (and, frankly, hope) I never will. This means that when anyone starts talking about that "hot girl/guy" or some such, I just kind of zone out. Well, not really, but that's only because I tend to pay more attention to what people are saying and doing when I don't understand it. If they go on for a bit I'll zone out though, because I really don't want to hear it.
2) I don't grok relationships. I really don't part of this is the asexuality asserting itself, quite a lot of it's the aromanticism kicking in, but mostly I just can't fathom why anyone would think that any kind of relationship could surpass simple friendship, especially one so inexplicably complicated. Well, I can understand family relationships, too, but I generally don't think of that in the same terms.
3) People tend to ask what I think they should do, which puts me in this odd place between what they should do and what I think. Needless to say I usually make a nice, vague exploration of the issue and some half-guessed advice that sounds like a good enough mediation.
4) As I've said, I don't completely twig people, and I tend to twig individuals less, and this particular part of an individual's life not at all.
Of course, I still preface any advice by telling them they should probably ask someone else.
People make the most fascinating puzzles out of the dullest pieces.
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