*Slow Exhale*
Oct. 9th, 2006 03:47 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
pen_gruntBridal showers are a unique form of torture for the introverted. Particularly when said introvert tends to get progressively nervous in large groups of people that are all talking about different things in several conversation pairs whilst sitting around the introvert. Then subject said introvert to giggling aunts and games, and the feeling that everyone is constantly watching everything they say and do (which, to be fair, they were), and the bridal shower torture is complete. I suppose, for me, the "shower" is one slow Chinese-water-torture drip.
It's rather heinous having to open gifts and trying to consciously make sure that the facial expressions aren't TOO pleased, or TOO surprised, or forced in general. I found myself saying things that I hear other people say all the time...little comments like, "Oh, this wrapping paper is adorable!" Like anyone really gives a flying f*ck about wrapping paper...do real people actually talk like that? I felt like a little kid, mimicking what the adults in my life had said, and saying what I thought they expected me to say to fill in conversation space.
Please, don't let me become one of those people who is really, truly, impressed by wrapping paper enough to comment on it--or rather, who has nothing better to fill the void, so they comment on the only thing they have in their hands (the wrapping paper).
But it's done. It's over now. One down, one to go (yeah, that church shower is NOT happening).
On the plus side, I always love going to Derrick's parents' farm. It's very calming above all the people, that is.
Edit: I realize this sounds ungrateful. It's not meant to be, I appreciate the effort and the shower and such, and that my future-relatives like me enough to want to give and come to a bridal shower for me. . . it's just...not within my comfort zone. That, and I really didn't have a choice in the matter.
It's rather heinous having to open gifts and trying to consciously make sure that the facial expressions aren't TOO pleased, or TOO surprised, or forced in general. I found myself saying things that I hear other people say all the time...little comments like, "Oh, this wrapping paper is adorable!" Like anyone really gives a flying f*ck about wrapping paper...do real people actually talk like that? I felt like a little kid, mimicking what the adults in my life had said, and saying what I thought they expected me to say to fill in conversation space.
Please, don't let me become one of those people who is really, truly, impressed by wrapping paper enough to comment on it--or rather, who has nothing better to fill the void, so they comment on the only thing they have in their hands (the wrapping paper).
But it's done. It's over now. One down, one to go (yeah, that church shower is NOT happening).
On the plus side, I always love going to Derrick's parents' farm. It's very calming above all the people, that is.
Edit: I realize this sounds ungrateful. It's not meant to be, I appreciate the effort and the shower and such, and that my future-relatives like me enough to want to give and come to a bridal shower for me. . . it's just...not within my comfort zone. That, and I really didn't have a choice in the matter.
