Bluebird
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Meh. Feel sad for me if you want. I feel just fine - not at all isolated. Isolated? Seriously? lol It's not at all exhausting being me. I notice, move on. I don't spend a whole lot of time focusing on that people are wearing their pajamas; I just move on. Actually, I am sure that there are a few people that take a look at what I'm wearing on a daily basis and shake their heads. (My outfits can sometimes be a bit bright.)
Wearing your pajamas in public is sending a signal to everyone around you. If you don't care, that's fine. But yeah, I do notice what people are wearing. I'd do the same if I were at the grocery store and someone walked in wearing a prom dress. Or a cool 50s style dress. Or daisy dukes. I notice, and move on. Positive-negative-it doesn't really matter unless I am planing on more interaction later. I have a mental snapshot of what that person must be like and then it is gone. It's not exhausting at all.
Thinking about this actually makes me laugh, because that is how I met my boyfriend. I walked into the game store to hang out with a completely different guy, and PunkRock was standing near the entrance, wearing a full suit. This was not normal for the setting, so I noticed him right off. So he saw me looking at him, and he saw I was wearing a Firefly T-shirt, and he made a comment about how cool it was. We had a brief conversation about it, and then he found me on Facebook later that evening.
If he had been wearing pajama pants and a tank top, I would have walked right on by. If I had been wearing pajamas, he probably wouldn't have said anything either. *shrugs*
Wearing your pajamas in public is sending a signal to everyone around you. If you don't care, that's fine. But yeah, I do notice what people are wearing. I'd do the same if I were at the grocery store and someone walked in wearing a prom dress. Or a cool 50s style dress. Or daisy dukes. I notice, and move on. Positive-negative-it doesn't really matter unless I am planing on more interaction later. I have a mental snapshot of what that person must be like and then it is gone. It's not exhausting at all.
Thinking about this actually makes me laugh, because that is how I met my boyfriend. I walked into the game store to hang out with a completely different guy, and PunkRock was standing near the entrance, wearing a full suit. This was not normal for the setting, so I noticed him right off. So he saw me looking at him, and he saw I was wearing a Firefly T-shirt, and he made a comment about how cool it was. We had a brief conversation about it, and then he found me on Facebook later that evening.
If he had been wearing pajama pants and a tank top, I would have walked right on by. If I had been wearing pajamas, he probably wouldn't have said anything either. *shrugs*