Skatje writes about a problem she encountered when she met her boyfriend’s circle of friends:
Yeah, you. I’m not as introverted and mute as you think I am. Really. I swear. Pinky swear. Stick sewing supplies in my eyes and all.
I think I really, really don’t fit in with Rob’s friends. There’s a bunch of them that I don’t think have heard me say more than two words. But it’s not my fault. I’ve got no reason to say anything when the conversation is WoW more than half the time, or talking about people I don’t know. So folks, just saying, I’m not as socially inept as I appear to be. It’s just that I have nothing to add to the conversation.
This is actually a pretty familiar situation for me – though I probably am as socially inept as Skatje appears to be. While it didn’t really happen to me when I visited Kian, who I was in a long-distance relationship with just like Skatje and Rob are, it happened to me in virtually everyone else’s circle of friends. It even happened to be at Yearly Kos a little bit, when Lindsay introduced me to a few blogger friends of hers who she then talked to about things that I’d probably have known about if I were better connected to the blogospheric mainstream.