Azure Jane Lunatic (Azz) 🌺 (
azurelunatic) wrote2003-09-21 06:57 pm
Interpersonal dynamics, "What the fuck are you smoking, bitch?"
Had a recent encounter with what the Arcata Eye would refer to as "a weirdling", someone who tripped my weirdometer to the scary side of the scale. At the time it happened, I refrained from posting about it, because I wanted to get some feedback first.
I discussed the situtuation with mutual acquaintances, and found that other than the person who has gotten their weirdometer fine-tuned by so many bad experiences, I was the only one getting this precise level of "What the *fuck*?!?!" from the weirdling's weirdness.
Somehow, though, we managed to hit on an explanation.
As the weirdling's attention is focused on me, I am the one bearing the brunt of the "WTF??!?!" perception. Others, not having the weirdling paying attention to them, aren't moved to label it a weirdling, because it is acting like a decent person around them. Me, it acts like a weirdling around. Those who have observed its actions around me agree that yes, it's a weirdling if ever there was one.
Epiphany time. This is one of those weird interpersonal dynamics things. Several of my friends have weirdlings, weirdlings who behave badly around them, but manage to simulate decent human beings in nearly every other way except where my friends are concerned, where there are just a few, or more than a few, screws missing.
One friend has weirdlings, and mutual friends of them and the weirdlings are convinced that the weirdlings are wonderful, decent human beings, and my friend is utterly wronging the weirdlings by insisting that they are weirdlings, and really should be giving them a chance. [Insert digression to FAQ #6 on the 'give them a chance' thing...]
From the friends' perspective, they see a normal, healthy, human being, with a few human quirks. Yet somehow their friend is insisting that this normal friend of theirs is a potentially dangerous weirdling? The usual response is, "What the fuck are you smoking, bitch?"
If a weirdling like that makes it bigtime, the phrases "S/He kept to []self, mostly," and "S/He was always a good student / a bit of a loner," are what tend to pop up on the evening news from those who knew the weirdling in better days as a human. No one wants to believe that a weirdling will go all weird until it's too late, except for those few who the weirdling shows the weird face to.
I know that I've been a weirdling in the past, mostly in my high school freshman year. Several of my classmates decided that I was the one most likely to snap in a dangerous fashion. This was before Columbine, even.
I discussed the situtuation with mutual acquaintances, and found that other than the person who has gotten their weirdometer fine-tuned by so many bad experiences, I was the only one getting this precise level of "What the *fuck*?!?!" from the weirdling's weirdness.
Somehow, though, we managed to hit on an explanation.
As the weirdling's attention is focused on me, I am the one bearing the brunt of the "WTF??!?!" perception. Others, not having the weirdling paying attention to them, aren't moved to label it a weirdling, because it is acting like a decent person around them. Me, it acts like a weirdling around. Those who have observed its actions around me agree that yes, it's a weirdling if ever there was one.
Epiphany time. This is one of those weird interpersonal dynamics things. Several of my friends have weirdlings, weirdlings who behave badly around them, but manage to simulate decent human beings in nearly every other way except where my friends are concerned, where there are just a few, or more than a few, screws missing.
One friend has weirdlings, and mutual friends of them and the weirdlings are convinced that the weirdlings are wonderful, decent human beings, and my friend is utterly wronging the weirdlings by insisting that they are weirdlings, and really should be giving them a chance. [Insert digression to FAQ #6 on the 'give them a chance' thing...]
From the friends' perspective, they see a normal, healthy, human being, with a few human quirks. Yet somehow their friend is insisting that this normal friend of theirs is a potentially dangerous weirdling? The usual response is, "What the fuck are you smoking, bitch?"
If a weirdling like that makes it bigtime, the phrases "S/He kept to []self, mostly," and "S/He was always a good student / a bit of a loner," are what tend to pop up on the evening news from those who knew the weirdling in better days as a human. No one wants to believe that a weirdling will go all weird until it's too late, except for those few who the weirdling shows the weird face to.
I know that I've been a weirdling in the past, mostly in my high school freshman year. Several of my classmates decided that I was the one most likely to snap in a dangerous fashion. This was before Columbine, even.

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The one exception is now one of my very best friends. BUT...he just pissed me off, he did NOT give me a skeevy feeling. And my very first impression of him was good.
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And, it all depends on what kind of things get picked up in first impressions.
The first time I saw dear
I learned that this alone was not a good thing to base first impressions off of, very quickly thereafter, and we've been good friends since.
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Though I'm sure that most people who are noticing that N is a weirdling are convinced that N is a weirdling deep down...
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She'd been perfectly nice to me before, though, and even people who had dated her for a long time knew she was messed up a little, but not that deeply unstable.
Me, while I can be a bit strange or rude to people, I've never gone quite that into weirdlingdom.
Perhaps everyone has a little weirdlingness to them, but some people are just off the deep end?
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I suppose that the scale of weirdlingness is a two-axis graph -- one axis being the focus of the weirdness, one end of that being equally weird to everybody, the other end being weird to only a select few or one; the other axis being the depth of the weirdness, the one end being only mildly odd, the other extreme being, well, extreme.