I keep a pretty low profile. In living my daily life, I don't go out of my way to make new friends*. I keep to myself. I'm happy at home, happy with the friends I have, happy that I can choose to fake a decent amount of French so that I don't have to talk to people I don't know. I mean, I foolishly volunteered for my HOA Board and see where that got me?
It's all about avoidance.
I don't do a lot with the twins' Montessori school. I mean, I donate canned goods, provide snacks when asked, attend parent-teacher conferences, and such. But attend social functions? With parents of the kids who attend said school? No. Nu-uh. Nada. Can't make me. If my kids are friends with those kids? Great. Doesn't mean I have to be friends with their parents. I'm sure they're all nice people, I just don't want to go there. I inevitably say something inappropriate, or they find out I'm a big geek who spends most of her time with her head in the clouds, or they say something that makes me want to choke them and then every time we're in a social situation all I can think about is a slow, painful, bloody death and that's inconvenient when I'm trying to nod my head, smile, and say Yep! Sure! I know just what you mean! That Sarah Palin sure is a corker!
And yet, no matter how much I keep my head down, they still find me.
Take, for example, Annie's mom. Annie's mom lives two miles from us. Annie's mom wants to start carpooling. Annie doesn't need a car seat, so Annie's mom no longer owns any car seats. Our twins are too small to ride in a car without a car seat. Annie goes to school until 2:30 every week day. The twins get out at 12:30. Annie's mom has called me twice. Are you seeing a pattern here? Yeah, me too.
Annie's mom wants us to shuffle Annie. We get no benefit from this since Annie's mom has no car seats and doesn't pick up her kid until later in the day. Either that or Annie's mom is a moron and just cannot see that 1+1=nofrakkingwayi'mdoingthis
How in the hell do these people find me? Do I have Please Rope Me Into Stupid Shit! stamped on my forehead?
Makes me just want to constantly do this:
*Except for you guys. When it comes to making friends on the Internet? I seem to be pretty savvy at it. You are all awesome and if we could all just screen everybody on the Internet and decide before ever meeting them face-to-face if we like the person's tweets, Crackbook status updates, and political blog choices, the world would be a happier, smile-ier place. Dang nab it.