I was never really comfortable around people in politics or in the government. Let me rephrase that, I can deal with them when there is official business. But when I am socializing with them, I find that I am at a loss for words and don’t quite know how to act around them.
I can’t bring myself to praise them when I don’t even keep up with their “achievements”. So I usually just smile, laugh at their quips and bring out my small bag of platitudes. But it gets awkward after a while. I get bothered. I feel like I am not a good host or a good guest. I notice though that they don’t seem to be uncomfortable. Either they are and they’re just used to it or they really don’t seem to notice that I am not contributing much to the conversation.
Jane has a term for that. Polymers. Some common synthetic polymers are rubber, silicone, neoprene, plastics …
So yeah, I was a polymer at several instances this week and the last. It is no easy work to be a polymer. It is tiring work. Truly.