Story time: What I learned from a "party pooper"...



Wanna know what I learned from a party pooper? Let me tell you a story...


Back in the days, with my group of friends from Uni, we used to party a lot (in a responsible way), every now and then, we would go to a club (actually the only club in town lol it was a private club, playing mostly 80s music, not only... but yes, we were nerds hehe...). All of us would agree, but one friend... she didn't like it, she didn't like dancing... which she is totally ok, that's not a problem...


The thing is that she would still decide to come with us and she'd sit there, with her arms folded and be in a bad mood, moaning and being unpleasant all the time for everyone to feel bad... (well, at least she was keeping an eye on our handbags and keeping stuff safe...) So that would kind of poop the atmosphere...


I was always thinking to myself, "why is she coming with us?"... If you don't like it go home, if you force yourself to come with us make an effort and don't pout and moan all the damn time, right? But none of us would say anything because we didn't want any drama (and oh boy, I wouldn't put up with that anymore nowadays)

Come to the party and enjoy or don't come, but if you come along, don't poop others' party because you're choosing to be miserable...


This behaviour taught me more generally that if you don't want to do something follow because the crowd it doing it, if you know you're going to be miserable and bored, have the courage to stand out. In other words, this taught me to take responsibility for choices I make and don't blame others or play the victim if I chose something based on following others vs what I really wanted to do.

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