I've always lived under the impression that I am a massive dork, accepted into the childhood, and later adult, "cool gangs" due to the kind of court jester role that I've always inhabited, rather than any genuine street-cred that recommends me to them. Seriously. I play chess, I have an enormous collection of cuddley toys, and I dress like a granny-child. Most of the pictures of me look like this:
I know nothing about music, less about dancing, and most of the time, I'd rather go home than go hard. I use Klout, and it's told me I'm influential about one topic - tea. I really should just join the W.I. and be done with it. Recently, I've started to feel like somewhat of an impostor, because a lot of my friends are very trendy, and I seem to have fooled them into thinking that I'm quite trendy, too.
Maybe it's due to the advent of programs like New Girl, and the influence of people like Alexa Chung, but my particular brand of geekiness has been severely misinterpreted recently, and is read by people as being quirky, and yes, I've even had the word trendy thrown my way a few times. Granny-child is in! Mouse ears are fantastic! Enormous, eye-magnifying, tortoiseshell specs? So Milan, darling.
It's utter madness. And when you try and argue your case, they say things like "You're too trendy even to ADMIT you're trendy! Ha ha ha!" and go off into bouts of maniacal laughter.
Thinking about it, I don't know why I'm always so adamant in defending my super-neek status that I'm certain I deserve. I feel that it would be fraudulent, almost, to allow them to keep believing that I do trendy things, like finding new alternative bands on Spotify, as opposed to what I'm actually doing (watching videos of angry hamsters on YouTube. On repeat). But maybe times are changing, and being a total dork has become trendy... What do you think?
So I've given up on the insistence that I'm not a bit cool, and have a deep and certain belief that I deserve to be socially ostracised for my strangeness. If they want to think I'm trendy, I will just let them, smile knowingly, and go back to playing Pokemon Red on my Gameboy emulator.
Because I'm just a big freak like that.