How to Be Socially Awkward

Since I was 14, it has been brought to my attention that I am not the most graceful person in conversation. In fact, I’m downright weird and awkward. Few people appreciate it and even fewer actually like it about me. For people who don’t fit into the social norm, there is ridicule, mockery, and overall disdain. If you want to be part of this illustrious group of people, here’s your guide on how to be socially awkward.

1. Make Facetious Comments at Inappropriate Times

If you are in any type of social setting and wish to a) impress someone, b) seem cool, and/or c) want to fit in, then definitely make as many sardonic remarks and ill-timed jokes as possible. Go ahead and tell the VP of Operations at your company that you’re “not burned out yet!” when he asks how you like your job. Jokingly tell your crush, whom you barely know, that you’re into some kinky shit. If you want to feel awkward and make other people feel uncomfortable, too, then inappropriate joking is the way to go.

2. Develop Cool Nervous Habits

I like to make club music (like this). I like to dance (like this). I like to make random, stupid, and usually unimportant observations. Just because. It can be really annoying and off-putting because you don’t always have to fill the silence or say something entertaining. People will find you socially awkward if you do this consistently. So develop your own weird nervous habit, talk about inane things, and do anything that pretty much sets you apart from normal, socially adept beings.

3. Believe That You’re the Only One Who Feels a Certain Way

New social situations can be daunting. The rapid heart beat, fear of the unknown, uncertainty about what to say–and then there’s the vomiting. The best way to increase your awkwardness though is to believe that you’re the only one who feels uncomfortable and nervous in a new situation. By magnifying your own fears and insecurities, your brain will make you feel even more awkward, even if you don’t come across that way to the other person (because your brain can be kind of a douchebag). Thus, your movements will actually become more uncoordinated and unnatural, your jokes will be less funny as you try too hard, and the random, stupid things you say will become even more absurd and annoying.

4. Make Unnecessary Insults

Awkward folks sometimes make insulting remarks to try to a) display our intelligence, b) be funny, c) be a douchebag, because that’s cool and edgy. Anybody jerk-off can conjure up cool, witty remarks, but t takes a true awkward moron to clock in at a tepid 4 on the hilarious scale while ripping on the slightest of annoyances. Go ahead and mock every, single passenger that gets off an airplane. Loudly rant about the injustice of not having napkins in your to-go order from McDonald’s. Act superior toward homeless people (I mean, not to their face–you’re awkward, remember?). The point is to be a douche because you’re awkward and don’t otherwise know how to interact in daily situations.

5. Pretend Other People Don’t Exist

It’s often very convenient to just flat out ignore everyone. When you’re in the grocery store, it becomes tiresome to constantly apologize to people, excuse yourself, and shimmy on past them to reach the $4.99 smoked honey ham. Also a drag, when you’re accidentally walking side-by-side with some stranger at the mall, avoiding eye contact, and you realize they are blocking the entrance to Lane Bryant. Next time, act like you completely and wholly do not care about the ham or the stretchy, full coverage khakis, and either change directions, stop abruptly to look at some item that you do not need at all, or pretend to get a text. Then, once the person has passed, go for the gold! Awkwardness 101.

Table for One, Please: A Single Woman’s Rant

A Single Woman’s Summary

My relationship stats in the past 2 years:
2 relationships
3 total dates (including those had while in relationships)
89 failed connections (give or take)

Let’s just say, I’m in kind of a drought here. A single woman’s water isn’t just quantity of dates, it’s the quality. I’ve had sparks fly, interest lost, disappointment and rejection, pinings away, and a partridge in a pear tree. Not really much quality though. The ones I really like do not return my feelings. While the ones who really like me, do not possess all the qualities I need. There’s a lot of misfiring going on, as far as compatibility and chemistry. At 23 though, I’m not about to throw in the towel, lament the loss of love, and declare myself cynical and single forever. It’s just frustrating. If you’re single, you know how sad and lonely it is. The only thing we have is the contempt and sarcasm we harbor toward couples.

The funny thing is: couples don’t know we exist. Moreover, they don’t care. Even when I make fun of a couple to their face, they laugh it off. My bitterness is no match for their cutesy bullshit pet names and public displays of affection. The even funnier thing: I used to be one of those people. Two short years ago, I was in a relationship that had me goo-goo eyed and stupified. It’s annoying but I remember feeling high on love and retarded around him. I want that feeling without all the crazy side effects.

Misery Single Women Love Company

Alas, my crankiness and self-pity aren’t getting me any less single. As long as I take pride in my decisions, don’t settle, and feel confident in my current ambitions, I can hold my head high. Yeah, sure, there’s that. But I also would like to end the next couple of decades by eventually having someone that meets all my criteria. All the single ladies know what I’m talking about. Sure you’re confident and all that crap, but that doesn’t mean you don’t get lonely and aren’t looking for a relationship. So we come together and rant about how everyone else seemed to pair up.

So what can we do? There are endless sites full of dating advice–how to be cute, girlie, flirty, sexy, etc. There are a million magazines, whose cover headlines demand we know these 8 hot tips on how to please him in bed. There are online dating services, aimed at fulfilling our every fantasy (except they end in aggravation and disillusion). All of this stuff makes me feel inadequate, ugly, and lame. I’m not living up to society’s expectations! I don’t wear makeup. I don’t wear dresses. I don’t bat my eyelashes and pretend not to know what the shotgun formation is. I like who I am and what I’m doing. If that’s not enough, then I guess I’ll be single for awhile. I don’t want to settle just because of peer pressure.

Dare I Give You Hope?

We women wonder though what we did wrong. Did we seem too needy and desperate? Did we reveal too much? Did we not reveal enough? Are our manners atrocious? Or worse, is our wardrobe atrocious? Then there’s such obstacles as where to meet guys and how to be yourself, but how to be likeable, and what not to do, and what to definitely do and it’s all such a mindfuck. Can’t I just meet the perfect guy while getting my frap at Starbucks? A coy smile, a knowing glance, an intense first conversation. Does that even happen?

So we’re back to just bitching. I don’t have any real solutions, except the earth-shattering idea that maybe we’re not doing anything wrong. Maybe we just haven’t met the right “match”. Instead of beating ourselves up, we should just chalk it up as “not a good fit” and move on to someone else. Because somewhere out there is a guy you rejected who is going over and over in his mind what he might have done wrong, what wasn’t good enough for you. There’s that possibility or the fact that most men are huge jerks and women settle for them because they have their “sweet moments”. Well, shit. I’m out. I don’t want to settle at all. I want the whole package and I don’t care if I never get it. I’d rather chase the ideal forever than settle for second-rate.

More than likely, we won’t end up alone. We’ll finally find a great guy, it just takes a lot of time, a lot of patience, and a lot of screw-ups along the way. So fret not, my single ladies. Keep being yourself, focusing on your dreams and goals, and let the perfect man come to you.