The other day my sister went to a children’s clothing store with my four-year-old nephew — or she attempted to go with him anyway. He told her he would stay in his booster seat in the car while she was shopping. When she asked why, he said:
“I don’t want to be around people all the time.”
The funny thing is that my sister told me the above story last night as I was calling her to complain about how I was feeling “anti-people” after I had stepped outside at a volunteer recognition banquet with hundreds of people.
It wasn’t that the banquet was nice or that the food wasn’t good. In both cases, it was. It was the entertainment which was a square dance group complete with a caller who couldn’t sing worth a lick. Or maybe it’s just that I was looking for an excuse to be what one of my friends calls me on Facebook “Mr. Cranky Pants”.
However, I must admit I’m not really a “people person”. I prefer small groups to large crowds. As much as I think I’m jealous when friends go to concerts, as I think back, I’d probably hate going to them anyway — because of the crowds of people. The only bonus is I might not really notice because of the secondhand buzz I’d probably get.
This weekend should be good for me then as my wife and I are having two friends, my college roommate and his wife, visiting from South Korea. It will just be the four of us. Since we’re broke, we won’t be going to any concerts and probably will just hang in here at our house– watching movies, playing games such as Settlers of Cataan that my friend Joe will bring with him, talking and I’m sure laughing at the movies, the games and our conversations, especially the latter.
Who knows? Maybe I’ll maybe be able to take off my cranky pants too — at least for the weekend.
So what’s your stance on people? Love them or hate them? Or indifferent? 😉