Intellectual Snob

Intellectual snob. Yup, that is what someone labels me as. She didn’t do it in a malicious way. She was just trying to put a label to my behaviour in social settings. It is a fact. I have no time for small talk, or meaningless parties and I have no qualms about it. I can carry myself well, when there is need. And I can let my hair down when I feel like it. Thank you very much, I am not as socially inept as one may think.

I think I am known for being particularly discriminating when it comes to whom I choose to hangout with. I don’t have a wide social circle but I think quality counts, a lot more.

It is normal to want to interact with people on the same wavelength. I also tend to veer towards people that I can discuss issues in a logical and sensible manner, who offers fascinating insights and who can understand what I say and vice versa. Some form of common ground usually helps, but not a necessity.

Language used to be an issue. Now it isn’t anymore as I find myself communicating and making good friends with people not exactly fluent in English. Some people also use to insinuate that you need a certain level of IQ to be friends with me. Not true. Intelligence has nothing to do with one’s academic ability or how much you know. In fact I find some of these wannabe intellectuals really annoying. Be yourself, for goodness sake. Style with no substance, your cover will be blown soon enough. Like I said, I prefer to interact with people with sense and sensibilities. And a good of sense of humour is well appreciated. Someone that’s comfortable with whom they are.

But at the end of the day, what matters most is how genuine and sincere the person is. This quality tend to overshadow the rest, such as intelligence and language. My favourite person at the moment is exactly like that, honest and genuine, no hidden agenda. So are most of my friends.