Seriously, what’s so funny?

Am I the only one that seems to ask that question too often? I’m certainly asked that question pretty frequently, but that’s because I laugh at just about everything. So when I’m not laughing and other people are, it really makes me wonder. When I was a kid, people laughing around me were usually laughing at me (not in the haha isn’t she funny way either.) Nowadays, people don’t consider it necessary to make fun of me anymore, so that explanation is out. I guess I’m just not in the loop. What I never understood though is how to get in the loop. Do you just suck it up and start asking people the things you don’t know? Ride on some hipster’s coat tails until you’re noticed as part of the scene? Is it really worth it? Do I want to be a name dropper? Do I want to be laughing while the clueless give me yearning looks? I don’t think so. I have too much pride. I think maybe if I did want those things, it would be enough to induct me into the elite circle of posers. The desire for that kind of life would have driven my actions to an inevitable conclusion. But it didn’t. I can only assume I never wanted to be one of them. To be perfectly honest, I never understood the idea of separatism anyway. Or maybe, this is my way of finally tasting the sour grapes?

~ by whatssofunny on June 3, 2008.