{"id":1485,"date":"2011-02-22T20:38:34","date_gmt":"2011-02-22T10:38:34","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.somethinkodd.com\/oddthinking\/?p=1485"},"modified":"2011-02-22T20:38:34","modified_gmt":"2011-02-22T10:38:34","slug":"shopping-pegging-and-squirting","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.somethinkodd.com\/oddthinking\/2011\/02\/22\/shopping-pegging-and-squirting\/","title":{"rendered":"Shopping, Pegging and Squirting"},"content":{"rendered":"<h4>Shopping<\/h4>\n<p>I find shopping in a mall to be remarkably exhausting.<\/p>\n<p>I was told once this was a symptom of Chronic Fatigue Syndrome, but I don&#8217;t think that is it.<\/p>\n<p>Some would blame the <a href=\"http:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/Gruen_transfer\" title=\"Wikipedia definition of Gruen_transfer\" class=\"wikipedia\">Gruen transfer<\/a>, but I haven&#8217;t seen much evidence that such a phenomena is more than just an invented term to describe tiredness.<\/p>\n<p>Introspecting, I think the problem is that I enter a slightly elevated level of paranoia within shops. I am aware that my attention is being deliberately grabbed, that my mood and behaviour is being deliberately manipulated, and that I am being deliberately lied to, without stop. The effort to avoid such attacks &#8211; low-level that they may be &#8211; is tiring. I find such shopping far from pleasant.<\/p>\n<div class=\"aside\">There&#8217;s another level: shopping malls seem to promise so many goods but so regularly fail to deliver the particular item I am looking for, that I associate them with pointless frustration. It confounds me that &#8211; as a software developer, used to discarding most of the fruits of my efforts &#8211; I continue to be so surprised and disappointed when another shopping trip fails to deliver what I was after.<\/div>\n<h4>Pegs<\/h4>\n<p>There has been a &#8220;game&#8221; called pegging that has turned up at juggling and unicycling conventions over the past few years.<\/p>\n<p>Someone would turn up with a pile of laundry pegs, and surreptitiously attach them to people&#8217;s clothing or pony-tails. When the victim notices, they are supposed to use the acquired peg to do the same on someone else.<\/p>\n<p>I <em>hated<\/em> that game. I despised it with a passion. The first time I was ever pegged, the peg went straight into the pegger&#8217;s beer.<\/p>\n<p>Why?<\/p>\n<p>One crucial point is that it is game that is inflicted on people who didn&#8217;t agree to play. I would feel much differently if there was prior consent.<\/p>\n<p>The second point is that it is a game of bullying. It is played with the intention of making you feel good by embarassing someone else.<\/p>\n<div class=\"aside\">Can I claim that I never take such actions? No, unfortunately not. But I do try hard not to.<\/div>\n<p>The third reason is that it fosters a similar sense of constant low-level paranoia. Conversations are interrupted anytime someone casually walks too closely behind you. People are constantly patting their own shoulders and pants looking for pegs. Any sense of being relaxed amongst trusted friends is lost.<\/p>\n<p>Yes, I am guilty of pegging people back in revenge &#8211; only the chief instigators of such games, and only because punching them in the jaw over such a minor infraction is socially unacceptable. I have repeated gently touched their backs in fake pegging attacks until they are reduced to constantly fidgeting. Mostly, I have discarded pegs by the handful, both from my back and from the backs of other innocents. Once, when I discovered pegging was being actively encouraged by a convention organiser, I covered myself in several dozen pegs to prevent anyone else from getting any sense of victory by pegging me.<\/p>\n<p>Fortunately, the game has become passe now, and I can begin to relax again.<\/p>\n<h4>Water Pistols<\/h4>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.somethinkodd.com\/oddthinking\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/02\/Tys-House-Party-100.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/www.somethinkodd.com\/oddthinking\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/02\/Tys-House-Party-100-682x1024.jpg\" alt=\"Girl squirting self in face with water-pistol\" title=\"Girl squirting self in face with water-pistol\" align=\"right\" width=\"400\" height=\"600\" class=\"alignright size-large wp-image-1488\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.somethinkodd.com\/oddthinking\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/02\/Tys-House-Party-100-682x1024.jpg 682w, https:\/\/www.somethinkodd.com\/oddthinking\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/02\/Tys-House-Party-100-100x150.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.somethinkodd.com\/oddthinking\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/02\/Tys-House-Party-100-200x300.jpg 200w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 400px) 100vw, 400px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>What I realised recently was that water-pistols fall into the same category.<\/p>\n<p>I have been to a number of BBQs where someone has brought water-pistols and I can see they encourage the same behaviour&#8230; a few people with water-pistols getting pleasure from the discomfort of others, while everyone else stops being relaxed and starts maintaining a constant concern about whether their phones and cameras are at risk, and whether their drink is going to be spilled or splashed.<\/p>\n<p>I am not talking about kids playing water-pistol battles. I am not talking about sweaty people on hot days requesting to be squirted. I have no objections to that.<\/p>\n<p>I certainly have no objection to the behaviour in the photo.<\/p>\n<p>I am talking about when you have one person with a water-pistol, and a large group of innocents shying away from being hit. I am talking about the lack of consent, and people seeking enjoyment at the cost of others.<\/p>\n<p>Of course, it is only a bit of water. It is only a little peg. It is just a few seconds of a shopper&#8217;s attention. It isn&#8217;t hurting anyone.<\/p>\n<p>However, the size of the stakes isn&#8217;t the point here. It is about the anti-social and bullying behaviour making what should be a relaxed and pleasant fun into a tiresome and stressful experience.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Julian explains why is is a grumpy curmudgeon who hates water-pistols and other forms of fun.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_s2mail":"yes","footnotes":""},"categories":[24,29,21],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1485","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-cathartic-rant","category-influencing-others","category-observation"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.somethinkodd.com\/oddthinking\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1485","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.somethinkodd.com\/oddthinking\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.somethinkodd.com\/oddthinking\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.somethinkodd.com\/oddthinking\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.somethinkodd.com\/oddthinking\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1485"}],"version-history":[{"count":13,"href":"https:\/\/www.somethinkodd.com\/oddthinking\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1485\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1499,"href":"https:\/\/www.somethinkodd.com\/oddthinking\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1485\/revisions\/1499"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.somethinkodd.com\/oddthinking\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1485"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.somethinkodd.com\/oddthinking\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1485"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.somethinkodd.com\/oddthinking\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1485"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}