“What’s the point of being grown up if you can’t be childish sometimes?”
–The Fourth Doctor, Doctor Who, “Robot”
When you were a child, dreaming of being “all grown up,” did you picture yourself sitting behind a desk, making phone calls, pushing papers, etc.? Or, did you fancy yourself in a somewhat more fun position? Probably, no matter what your dreams were, you were going to be having fun doing them, no?
And, even if you have a boring job, you can at least have a more exciting life in your off-time hours, no? But, most people don’t, do they?
Sure, some people continue to party irresponsibly well into adulthood, but for most adults, even parties are tediously dull affairs. People gather round, drinking alcoholic beverages, discussing sports, politics and all manner of horrendously boring topics that haven’t changed since the days of Caesar or even earlier. “Going out” means getting dressed up in nice, respectable clothes that are uncomfortable and so dastardly dull.
Then, you’ll get talked up by the social butterflies who will flutter around the room, introducing themselves, asking how you are, but never sticking around long enough to hear the answer. Or, worse, they will pretend to listen to the answer while looking around the room for their next target, and say “That’s great!” to your response that your life is a miserable cesspool and even your cat left you.
So, what is the point of being grown up, if you can’t be childish sometimes? After all, wasn’t doing the things you wanted to do the point of growing up and being your own person?
I never drank after turning 21. I would go to adult gatherings and have a Coke while everyone else drank all manners of spirits. And, it’s not easy being a non-drinker in a drinking world. My first taste of adulthood was that adults were just as childish as children, if not more so, and not in the good way. Just by the attitude projected by others, you feel like you’re less of an adult if you’re not drinking. Despite television ads and lectures by adults discouraging youths from drinking, it’s almost a complete 180° after you turn 21. Then, it’s like something is wrong with you if you don’t drink.
The first time I had a drink after 21 was well after I was 21. And, I shouldn’t have. I was, more or less, pressured into it, and I gave in more to prove that I could than anything else. That was a mistake, and I regret it. Why should I care what other people think? If they think less of me because I choose not to drink, that’s their problem. Not mine.
On top of that, it was a pretty lousy drink too. I don’t remember what it was, but the swill was no doubt created by fermenting the sludge from some polluted lake where cities dumped their untreated sewage. But, I drank the whole freaking glass, so I made my point, even if I should have not given in at all.
(The second time was a different situation. The drink was free with dinner, and, though I would have normally refused, you got to keep the glass. Free glass. I can’t easily turn down a bargain.)
Anyway, that’s the wrong kind of childish to be when you’re grown up. Don’t be the childish adult that doesn’t respect the choices that others make, and don’t be the foolish adult that gives in to peer pressure either.
Don’t worry so much about what other people think. Be you. If people only like the you that dresses and acts like them and not the you that’s you, forget them! Ditch the high heels and loafers and wear a pair of comfortable athletic shoes instead. Who cares if it’s not fashionable? Who cares if people think it looks funny with a suit or fancy dress? You spend more time with your feet than they do, so who is it better to keep happy?
In that respect, you can be a little childish. It’s okay to be childish when doing so doesn’t hurt anyone or neglect your responsibilities. Who’s hurt by you not drinking? Who’s hurt by you wearing comfortable shoes? No one. So, be childish!
Jelly baby, anyone?
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