Sorry, I'm A Stanger Here Myself

[poliphilo]

When I was a kid I used to wonder what it was like to go into a pub and order a drink. And I used to worry that, when my time came, I'd do it wrong and be found out

I've always felt like I was bluffing my way through life. Like I'd missed out on some absolutely vital briefing session.

Keep your head down, imitate the natives, don't do anything to give yourself away.

Comments

[jackiejj.livejournal.com]

And yet you casually do sophisticated things like being a regular at an Indian restaurant or traveling by train into Spain...(well, I think those would be daunting! And I would feel like such a rubish American, doing everything wrong and saying "Excuse me!" instead of "Sorry!")

You remember that photograph of you that Ailz took? You were sitting at an outdoor table with tea (that was later ruined by birds)? I thought: how comfortable to be a native Englander among other Englanders!

Come to think of it, I have actually had the thought that it's rather nice to look exactly like a human, because I can be a part of common life without being stared at! It's a nice thing to be part of the hive.

Some people aren't. The Elephant Man, for example.

(Following a thread. Sorry--I'm fighting off a Mood, I think! Time for coffee and more [frantic] cleaning.)

[poliphilo.livejournal.com]

I hadn't thought of any of those things as particularly daring. Though if you're as nervy as I am everything takes a certain ammount of pluck.

But perhaps everyone feels like that.

Including the swaggerers.

Perhaps the swaggerers in particular.