Grrrr!
Having been let down on the Wraithage, I ended up at a house partay.
Now, The Xym was fine to start with - on the sofa, easy interraction with Friends 1, 2, 3, 4 and 5.
Then Strangers arrive. No problem, we at one end of the room, Strangers1 at t'other.
Then The Xym made the fatal mistake of making a lavatorical trip, upon which some long haired lout dived into my seat!
So, upon my return, I was forced further towards Ye Strangers, and sat betwixt amigos 1 & 2. Still no problem, as I can chat with them, and scowl at the seat stealing scumbag manhandling my jacket still on the chairarm.
Then, oh then, more Strangers arrived, and immediately cut me off from the other group, leaving me with 1 known acquaintance... talking to The Strangers about stuff The Xym cannot contribute to.
And not only am I slowly being outsted from my safe circle of friends, the new long haired lout decided the chair arm is the perfect place to perch his posterior.
And my iPod and iPhone are in the pockets. Potential cracking from arse crack pressure.
And now The Xym is in a most uncomfortable situation. For those who know The Xym are pretty much aware that The Xym doesn't do social interraction with people he doesn't or barely know. If he's out of his comfort zone of compadrés, he gets in a panic and has to perform the now legendary Make His Excuses And Leave.
Although with out the making excuses bit, just sneaking off into the night.
I did make an effort! I interjected at one point and got such a look of "who the fuck are you and what the fuck are you talking about you twat" distain, I immediately gave up and retreated to the safety of the kitchen.
Ah, the buffet! Spend a while snacking on Doritos.
When who should come in, but the seat thief, who promptly nicked the Doritos and snaffled off with them for himself in the living room!
Ousted from my seat!
Robbed of snacks!
Manarse pressing down precariously all over my fragile electronic devices and potentially shitting all over me jacket!
Unable to rejoin Xym's circle of safety from stranger socialisation!
Well, The Xym had no choice but to sneak out and leg it away from The Fear Of Having To Speak To Unknown Others.
Perhaps I should rethink this trip to Resistanz in Sheffield. If I can't has the breakfast amidst acquaintances and have to sit with Other People and have to interract with them... perhaps I should rethink going out in general, especially with mass "social gatherings".
1 APART FROM ONE PRETTY, WHO I KINDA KNOW-ISH. AND A WELL HOT PRETTY WHO I THINK MAY BE THE BABE DOWN THE CORRIDOR AT WORK, ALTHOUGH I COULD BE WRONG.
