January 2, 2015 – Living Inside My Head

Not-So-Great Things about Being an Introvert

Dead Tired

People always ask, “Why aren’t you talking?” Particularly the person who hired you as an auctioneer.
Every time you tell friends you want to be alone they say, “Great, we’ll keep you company.”
Folks mistake your aloofness for indifference and your indifference for unfriendliness.
Being with a large group of people exhausts you, especially when you’re running in a marathon.
Co-workers assume you’re a bad leader, just because you added sitting alone to your company’s team-building exercises.
You have to constantly suppress your rage while explaining, yet again, that you don’t hate people.

You get to spend extended periods alone – until a neighbor calls 911 and reports the hermit living next door may have died.
You’re very self-aware of things like the sound of hair growing out of your head.
You’re not a snob; you have a hard time connecting with people above and beneath you.
Dining by yourself is great once you get past the hostess screaming, “Margery, your table-for-one is ready!!!”
You’re creative. You can think of countless ways to say, “I just want to go home and vegetate.”