In other news, have you ever met one of those people who's wrapped up their entire sense of self in being "the weird one", and they constantly try to be performatively odd so that you know they're weird/crazy/creepy/strange/insert-adjective-here?
While at the supermarket today, having a nice conversation with the pleasant, intelligent 19-20-ish woman I seem to keep running into lately and a couple of her friends, another one of their friends quite literally
bounced up to me, got
far into my personal space, stared intently into my eyes, and said, "
Hi! I'm Dana! I'm the weird one!"
I simply looked at her for a moment, paused another moment, and said...
"No... You're not."
The only reason Dana didn't stab me with a cucumber is that we weren't in the produce aisle...
I'm fairly certain that ridiculous child is probably at home right now trying to cast a spell on me or something.
I really hope I run into my conversational partner again at some point, if for no other reason than to hear what her friend had to say...