I said no, because that’s basically true. Funerals and wakes aren’t an issue because absolutely nothing that is happening there is about me. All I have to do is show up and be polite and demure.
In my mid-50s there’s really no social situation that makes me feel awkward.
I used to be in the Gatopescado camp and believed only Con-men, Narcissists and General Run-of-the-Mill Assholes didn’t get the awkwerdz. But then in my mid-40s, I just got tired of caring what other people thought of me at the expense of what I thought of me. So I’m just me and am usually comfortable enough around people. Then again, I guess I do tend towards narcissism. Whatever. Fuck 'em if they can’t take a joke.
Yes, it is one of my superpowers. I used to joke that I could clear a room in under 12 seconds with my wit and sparkling personality.
I am extremely shy on first meeting people. Dating is not something I ever did. Parties aren’t painful, just a slog sometimes. Once I get to know people, I’m fine (mostly, depends on if there is SOME common ground).
Now, I will say that while I agree that anyone who answers No is a probably a narcissist, I don’t believe that is always a bad thing. Some people are just really gregarious and positive, or comfortable in their own skin - narcissists, yes, but not on the con-man/asshole spectrum.
Now, it’s not much of a problem. I wouldn’t say never, but for the most part I’m pretty comfortable in social situations. As you grow older (at least this is true for me), you start to care less about awkwardness. Sure it happens, but in the big scheme of things, it really doesn’t matter.
The vectors of discomfort for me are less structured, and some optimal (pessimal?) number of people I don’t know.
I don’t recall funerals as being particularly uncomfortable (from self centered POV) because there’s structure. They might be uncomfortable from a more empathetic POV.
Likewise a huge reception of people I don’t know is not as uncomfortable as the relative nightmare scenario of a party with a moderate number of people, I know hardly any of them, most of them know each other, and they are not proactively welcoming (which isn’t unreasonable if they don’t all know each other nor necessarily realize I’m the odd person out).
On the word term ‘socially awkward’, I don’t know all the reasons I generally dislike social interaction outside my family. And when I did it for work, that was work. Part is ‘awkwardness’ I guess which implies that one would like to be social but has trouble doing it. But part is I just don’t want to do it, I don’t tend to be that interested in other people outside my family. Not speaking of the collective public welfare, or people in need. I care about that to some reasonable degree IMO. I mean the enjoyment I’d get relating to new people, I just don’t particularly.
I was very shy and quiet as a kid. After becoming an adult I kind of came out of my shell. I’m not sure what caused it - probably when I went to business school and started working my first full-time job. I was no longer in high school where the “popular kids” ruled and was now able to think for myself.
I’m still uncomfortable in certain situations. I’m great at one on one or in small groups. I hate situations where I should be mingling. I’m terrible at that. Another situation is breaking into a group that is already socializing at a party. UGH! I’d rather sit in a corner by myself. I also hate when my husband and I attend an event that is mostly his extended family or his work friends. I don’t know anyone well enough to have a conversation and I hate following him around like a puppy dog while he socializes. I’d rather he just go and leave me at home.
When I was young I had an extreme inferiority complex. (Inferior about social skills and standing, athletic skills, etc. I knew I was the smartest kid in class. :smack: ) I was never diagnosed with any kind of autism but score 19 out of 19 on the on-line self-test for Asperger’s! Even in my mid-20’s people sometimes called me “deaf-mute.” :smack:
Over a period from roughly age 28 to 33, I changed from inferiority complex to superiority complex/asshole. Actually, I’m afraid I was an asshole even in the inferiority period. Perhaps the inferior/superior were like two sides of the same coin! (But I think I was a pretty nice guy between ages 29 and 32.)
Socially awkward? In my 20’s and even up to my late 30’s I was terrified just to say hello to a pretty girl. By my late 40’s I was over-eager to flirt.
It is polls like this that make me realize that those feel-good come-together messages like “inside we are all the same” are complete BS.
Some off you people are a completely different species as far as I can tell. Not bad necessarily. Just so incredibly different than me that I don’t think we could genetically produce children if forced to mate.