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I'm done with Conventions.
14 years ago
Here's the deal. A while ago I said I'd see how things went this year at Furfright before I decided to stop bothering with the majority of the fandom or not and just stick around my friends.
Well, I've made my decision.
I'm done with cons.
There were people who made this year fun, awesome, and memorable in lots of ways that I'll remember fondly for a long time (You know who you all are. I love you guys so much. <3), but it still wasn't enough to make me want to spend that much money just to deal with what I had to for the most part.
Most people there were loud, rude, arrogant, selfish, petty, and just downright unpleasant. A "friend" of mine who'd been in a rough way finally, or so it seemed, got over the vices that were making his life miserable and I was looking forward to having a great time with him.
But like the majority, he'd rather get smashed off his face and focus on self destruction than have an ACTUAL good time.
And speaking of smashed people? Way to totally keep other people from sleep, 50 something drunken lunatics outside up to like... 3 in the morning. It's not enough the air conditioning didn't work (Thanks for that, by the way, Crowne Plaza; Even when I was out of suit and handling/furtographing Snow and Reiz, I needed the headless lounge!!!) and the humidity was killing us all, you guys had to go and top it all off by being total, complete douche-bags.
And the final killer for me was when I was tired and wanted to go back to the room, and I was in suit. I get into the elevator because of how tired I am and I don't want to fall down the stairs. There are like, eight (!) people in the elevator at once, and I'm crammed near the back. So here I am asking the nearest person to press the third floor button and she just all of smiles and waves at me like a lunatic.
Really, lady? Thanks. Thanks the crap for not taking three seconds out of your life to help someone. Here's me hosting two awesome friends out of the sheer goodness of my heart, buying them dinner on Saturday night, donating like, almost 100$ to the War Dogs charity, and generally just trying to be a good person, and then all this happens.
Don't mistake my meaning. I'm not asking for pity, nor am I wallowing in despair. But when people inevitably ask me "Why not go to like, conventions or something?" I want something to link to to, that, in explicit detail, explains why the fuck I'm done with cons.
And for all you illiterate fucks out there, I close thusly.
Peace out bitch yo son dog-ku.
Well, I've made my decision.
I'm done with cons.
There were people who made this year fun, awesome, and memorable in lots of ways that I'll remember fondly for a long time (You know who you all are. I love you guys so much. <3), but it still wasn't enough to make me want to spend that much money just to deal with what I had to for the most part.
Most people there were loud, rude, arrogant, selfish, petty, and just downright unpleasant. A "friend" of mine who'd been in a rough way finally, or so it seemed, got over the vices that were making his life miserable and I was looking forward to having a great time with him.
But like the majority, he'd rather get smashed off his face and focus on self destruction than have an ACTUAL good time.
And speaking of smashed people? Way to totally keep other people from sleep, 50 something drunken lunatics outside up to like... 3 in the morning. It's not enough the air conditioning didn't work (Thanks for that, by the way, Crowne Plaza; Even when I was out of suit and handling/furtographing Snow and Reiz, I needed the headless lounge!!!) and the humidity was killing us all, you guys had to go and top it all off by being total, complete douche-bags.
And the final killer for me was when I was tired and wanted to go back to the room, and I was in suit. I get into the elevator because of how tired I am and I don't want to fall down the stairs. There are like, eight (!) people in the elevator at once, and I'm crammed near the back. So here I am asking the nearest person to press the third floor button and she just all of smiles and waves at me like a lunatic.
Really, lady? Thanks. Thanks the crap for not taking three seconds out of your life to help someone. Here's me hosting two awesome friends out of the sheer goodness of my heart, buying them dinner on Saturday night, donating like, almost 100$ to the War Dogs charity, and generally just trying to be a good person, and then all this happens.
Don't mistake my meaning. I'm not asking for pity, nor am I wallowing in despair. But when people inevitably ask me "Why not go to like, conventions or something?" I want something to link to to, that, in explicit detail, explains why the fuck I'm done with cons.
And for all you illiterate fucks out there, I close thusly.
Peace out bitch yo son dog-ku.
Thank you for donating to the War Dogs charity. Thanks to a LOT of generous people (like you) we broke last year's charity total, and a lot of canine and human lives will be saved. So not everyone was 'rude, arrogant, selfish, petty' etc.
It was great seeing you. Sorry I was so busy working. It would have been nice to talk more.
It wasn't the general staff I had a problem with. They were, as you said, very kind and went out of their way to help. My problem was with the A/C not working properly. When I said "Crowne Plaza", I meant it as a sort of anthropomorphizing of the hotel itself, specifically, the A/C systems. I have slightly bizarre and or outrageous seeming thought processes at times, especially when I'm stressed out or distressed. Logic fails me at those times quite often.
I'm sure most of the attendees were just as nice as you say, but a lot of the ones I talked to personally were just plain rude. Or, at least, that's my perspective. I admit I'm easily offended, and thus it's probably for the best I take a break until I can learn how to interact with people better.
And as for the donations, a core part of my personality, despite how flawed it otherwise is in many respects, is to give generously when I can to good causes. It just doesn't feel right to stand by and do nothing if I have the ability to help, and I often feel abashed and guilty after doing something I later realize was selfish.
Like, for instance, posting this journal. But in an effort to move forward, however slightly, I'm not deleting this one. I'm leaving it up to learn from my mistakes. Perhaps for the time being it would be better for me to stick with smaller Furmeets and such.
Again, THANK YOU for donating so generously! You have a big heart, my friend. :o)
And again, I do understand that cons aren't for everyone. They can be strange, overwhelming places sometimes. So I understand and support your decision.
I love ya, pal. *bearhugs* Thanks for giving FF another try this year. And hey, maybe I'll see you at one of those smaller furmeet. ;o)
Anyway, if you ever feel like going to another con and need to hang with someone who isn't getting completely shitfaced, look for the blue crux. The more the merrier, yaknow?
We did meet briefly, Casey introduced us and I met you again in front of the elevator at one point... Sorry we didn't talk more. :c I'm shy around new people.