As the Extreme Weirdo

These societal norms are more powerful than we think. I take a dialectical approach of all
the science, interpretive, and contextual perspectives in order to be able to articulate
my experience as a n extreme weirdo. The context exists at a small social gathering at my
house. We are friends amongst friends and are very open to using each other for
non-predetermined social experiences. My culprit was my past roommate and current close
friend. Our relationship was, and luckily still is, strong enough to support such "odd"
behavior.
Our conversation begins at the ridiculousness of the movie, AVATAR. My eyes stare closely
into his. This, however, was normal. Constant and steady attention between us when communicating
was quite normal. This wasn't going to work. so I tried phase two of the experiment and saw an
instant response due to the shifted position of Lee's body. I kept my eyes away from his. He assumed
that I was under some sort of inebriation and showed some concern. I told him not to worry and
proceeded to move on. My conversation about the marketing strategy of useless consumer products
lagged on without any observation of Lee’s responses to my words. I couldn’t read his expressions
in order to really nail any common witty comment or funny joke. There was nothing to feed off of.
I felt as if I was suffering from sort of social disorder. I lasted about 5 minutes into the
conversation until I needed to inform Le of what exactly I was doing in order to finish our intense
conversation on why the possibility of humans being scientifically attracted to each other based on
atomic and molecular functions of our elemental make up, was indeed, very possible.
This conversation was only slightly productive so I needed to get my game going onto someone
a little less close. I needed more experience on exactly how much and inappropriate social actions
can effect a potential relationship. A relationship with a little less intimacy would do just fine.
I was going to have to go in, as the weird kid. I was going in as the black, female in a context of
an all white social gathering.With this small reflection in mind I still had two objectives left. I
still had to get a person into a corner and still wanted to weird someone out with my staring. I
found my other culprit. Lee’s best friends, little brother.
He just got out of high school and the
only word that could describe him is a word popularly used in high school, awkward. He didn’t have a
clue how to approach others outside his social group. We had talked before and he’d seen me around
campus but never in an intimate setting such as my house. I introduced myself, which was the first
large step back. I came at him with energy and determination to find out his name again, Bobby. I
spoke to him with incessant eye contact. This intimidated him. He turned and smiled to his buddy
sitting to the far left of him. I asked how his day was and his affiliation with my two Amery friends.
I nodded and said my hm’hmms . I allowed my interest in his conversation to open up opportunities that
would lead us to the side of the refrigerator. When he found where he was, he exemplified a facial
expression that represented some sort of aloofness. My objectives became complete I laughed and told
him this is going to have to be what he expected from such a social group. I gained the experience from
this situation that, not everyone reacts the same to certain behaviors and attitudes. Bu t, again this situation feeds the evident notion that everything is indeed, subjective. My experiment an idea like this to my audience and weirded everyone out as: The Extreme Weirdo. How can we share concept of subjectivity.