Who are you in your crew?

My Crew of Friends

I am the quiet one, though I am also the one to ask for directions, where's the bathroom, what time does the show start, generally any info that's needed while out and about, I'm the one who asks.

My Crew at Work

I'm "the Professor". That's my nick. When one of the other interpreters says something like "That's a funny phrase. I wonder why it's said that way." everyone looks at me. One of the 'terps, Vilmarie, even mimics a little thing I do (I guess) with my hands where I quietly clap them together and hold them there when I am about to hold forth.

 

Apparently I'm the "Alpha". I showed up (late) at a gathering held by an old friend and her new acquaintances a couple years ago, and every person she introduced me to had already heard of me. A bit unsettling, until she explained that they'd been having a conversation earlier about social dominance and whatever, and everyone had agreed that my friend was very Alpha, and she'd agreed and said there was only one person she was submissive to. Me, apparently.

I wasn't sure how to take it. They assured me it wasn't an insult, but... it doesn't seem like a compliment, either!

Oh well. Fuck it. I does what I does.

 

This is a pretty deep-going question y'know... Seriously, wherever I go I seem to be the cat that walked by herself. And I'll now take my cider out into the moonlit garden. Cheers!

 

Take it as it is and try not to judge

 

I am the wolf, and I walk alone.

 

I'm the overly-earnest nerdy type - a zeta male, in Paul Giamatti's phrase. I also have a reputation for being a kind of know-it-all guru (I used to be a great trivia game player), and my friends tend to defer to me in matters of trivia. (When I was a kid at summer camp, I quickly got the nickname "Doc.")

 

I fry the chicken.

Really.

I also talk about perfume a lot.

 

No crew... they say I'm too strange and moody

 

When there is a problem, I am the guy people call at 2:30 in the morning on a work day. Also, when someone has to break bad news, everyone turns to me to be the speaker of the group.

 

I'm the one who's all jokes and smiles, but is secretly dead inside

 

LOL! Sounds like Will Ferrel's character in Blades of Glory

 

You should sing Tracks of my Tears.... the clown with tear tracks on his face.

 

It is actually a lyric in an Iced Earth song.

 

Why talk about perfume? Like, is it the smell? Brand?

 

Perfuuuuuuuuuume! You wanna hear about the differences between Chanel No. 19 eau de toilette versus extrait? How Luca Turin feels about the people who bought the Dior fragrances? The politics of reformulation? Luca Turin's vibration theory of olfaction? Why you really, really need to smell Aftelier's Cepes and Tuberose?

Perfuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuume!

 

I have no idea. Apparently people have a hard time getting a handle on me. I think I generally just try to be the sister friend.

 

I'm definitely the person that everyone looks to for answers. It's especially true at school, where people are always asking me to help them with every subject and project. Everyone just expects me to know everything and to get a good grade.

@Wreybies pretty soon you'll have enough bars under your name to make the entire rainbow flag. Change Contest Admin to Yellow... and then figure out something purple for the last bar and you got it. Are you doing it on purpose or am I just the first person to notice?

 

I'm the guy living on the Boulevard of Broken Dreams.

@Cave Troll you know what I'm talking about?

 

Now, I'm the responsible one. Always counted on to make pragmatic decisions, organize, and choose the restaurants/movies/bars.

Which is really weird, because I was a wicked immature intravenous heroin addict half a decade ago.

Things change, I guess.

 

My Crew of Friends:
The horsegirl. I don't think I look like a horse, but I talk about them a lot.

My Crew at Work:
The kid. Most of my colleagues are much older and very few of them have as "childish" interests as I do.

 

In my crew of friends:
Dark horse. As with everyone, I reveal my true self slowly and no one could ever believe that I won so many rounds of cards against humanity or rummy. Or the weirdo. I'm usually saying something weird about history, biology or fantasy.

In the crew at work (I've left now, my contract ended):
The wall master. Literally, someone called me that because I could get the walls of the shops not only full but following spec too which according to them is hard.

 

My Friendcrew: the lone wolf. (that's how I feel about it, anyway)

My Workcrew: the kid. Everybody is older than me, and treats me either like a kid, or a little brother.

 

I was the one at work who was cheeriest when things went seriously pear shaped. I'm usually the last person called to join in the pub quiz team . . . to answer everything not involving sport. I have been told I lack empathy and have all the counselling skills of a Spanish Inquisitor.

I suppose that makes me the nerdy psychopath who is generally ignored until needed.

 

*HUGS*

 

I am the clown-cynic combination.