I think we have established that people from the Baby Boomer generation are
arrogant and smug in their own comfortableness and you can never get through to narcissists anyway so give up.
I recently did an inventory of people I feel shitty around and they were all Baby Boomers and while generous in their own way, it is only to glorify themselves.
"We'll show you our photos of France when we get back" (insert, "you poor sucker" in here). Of course, I was overjoyed and will wait quietly in the dark for their return.
Anyway, the point is, if you have people in your lives that make you feel crappy,
drop them. In my case, they are all Baby Boomers who could care less when I hit hard times and then it is fun watching them get terrified I am going to hit them up for money. I would not because this would give them tremendous satisfaction and give them a reason to be even more patronizing and condescending.
I am writing about a recent party I went to. It was a pool party. Baby Boomers.
Very well off. Here we go.
I recently attended a 4th pool party. It was fun but of course, I turned the whole experience into a sociological-ethnographical-anthroplogical-psychological study.
I looked at the pool and it was full of couples. Many of these people are on their
third or fourth marriage. All were older than me by at least ten years. Silver-haired, all of them. Generally nice people. Financially comfortable. They were like old chickens, there in the pool. Cackling away about
their last trip to Italy, their new motorcycle, their vacation homes
they decided to walk away from; oblivious, self-absorbed, and thoroughly
entertaining.
I got into a conversation with a few of the women. It was amusing listening to one of them talk about how after her third husband died, "I got another one. Him, over there," she said pointing at an attractive white haired man on the other end of the pool. It was as if she was talking about a car. "I got another one. After the Audi, I just decided to get a Toyota and that's him, standing at the other end of the pool." The other women nodded. I could not help but laugh.
So goes love. We are different people every day but we are different people throughout life. Where once we were in love, as we get older, having another person becomes, for some, just sheer acquisition.
Maybe this is why some people do better with the online dating than I do. They just
want "another one" while I am still stupidly looking for "the" one.
I don't currently have "one" and as I get older and more content in my single-ness, I don't want "one" and maybe it is time for me to let go of trying to find THE one. (Actually, I did, but he died (see older posts). My heart shut down. But this was also a long time ago).
Aside from the very bored "kids" of the couples there, I was the only single person at the entire party and for this, I was extremely grateful. What was it about looking at all those couples that made me feel as if I could suffocate at any minute? I left and returned home where I had a glass of wine and walked my dogs down a quiet road, all of us perfectly contented and myself, very relieved; grateful for my independence.
