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Jun. 19th, 2005
outed at dinner
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badgermonkey has had a similar experience (*waves at Demelza*) but I never thought I'd have one: I was outed at dinner.
We were out at friends', invited to dinner, and their son, age 17, and their daughter, age 24, were also there. In the course of the conversation, it transpires that she writes Buffy fic on the web (1111) and immediately t'h interjects, "Oh, Lobelia knows all about that!"
Argh, cringe cringe. Apparently, I went beet red. I found myself saying things like "Oh, but I haven't written in years", "Oh, I never read Buffy stories", ack. And this with a friend's daughter! Somehow the categories just don't mix! And then t'h went on to praise Arthropods, and how I write about lotrps crew members, and I thought, ack, shut up, this is googleable.
But it made me realise what a democratic environment fandom is. On LJ, I chat to schoolgirls and uni students and fellow academics and people doing completely different things and people of all ages and walks o'life and from all over t'world, and I chat on the same democratic level of fangirl. In the setting of a dinner with friends and colleagues, it suddenly becomes strangely hierarchised and weird.
TOMORROW IS MY JOB INTERVIEW!
Yesterday I bought a suit that is so expensive that I dare not type it into my keyboard. It is Betty Jackson and it does make me loofk febulous. Hm, I may have to take an alternative outfit along to change into if I want to avoid sweating like a pig, as summer has finally arrived on this island.
badgermonkey has had a similar experience (*waves at Demelza*) but I never thought I'd have one: I was outed at dinner. We were out at friends', invited to dinner, and their son, age 17, and their daughter, age 24, were also there. In the course of the conversation, it transpires that she writes Buffy fic on the web (1111) and immediately t'h interjects, "Oh, Lobelia knows all about that!"
Argh, cringe cringe. Apparently, I went beet red. I found myself saying things like "Oh, but I haven't written in years", "Oh, I never read Buffy stories", ack. And this with a friend's daughter! Somehow the categories just don't mix! And then t'h went on to praise Arthropods, and how I write about lotrps crew members, and I thought, ack, shut up, this is googleable.
But it made me realise what a democratic environment fandom is. On LJ, I chat to schoolgirls and uni students and fellow academics and people doing completely different things and people of all ages and walks o'life and from all over t'world, and I chat on the same democratic level of fangirl. In the setting of a dinner with friends and colleagues, it suddenly becomes strangely hierarchised and weird.
TOMORROW IS MY JOB INTERVIEW!
Yesterday I bought a suit that is so expensive that I dare not type it into my keyboard. It is Betty Jackson and it does make me loofk febulous. Hm, I may have to take an alternative outfit along to change into if I want to avoid sweating like a pig, as summer has finally arrived on this island.