The Hyperpessimist

The grandest failure.

Embracing the Dork Look

So, I’ve been thinking lately since I got a new camera which I carry aroud strapped over my shoulders or in front of me: I totally look like a dork these days. Basically, like the silly tourists running around in Munich making photos, just full-time. But then, checking out my other hobby, cycling, then looking like an idiot is not exactly a new thing. Try wearing lycra and not looking completely ridiculous. Or a helmet and lobster gloves (the wind in October can be icy cold, you want proper gloves). And now combine this and you can kinda imagine how I look like.

Back in highschool everybody tried to be as “cool” as possible, so looking like that was out of the question. Not that it helped too much, since kids are pretty good at identifying and excluding nerds.

There days, caring about such things seems more and more ridiculous. I don’t have to spend time with people joking about my looks, being alone is often preferable. Getting odd looks from people? Whatever, plug in ear phones and turn up the music, let them laugh at you and feel better about themselves.

Overall, the amount of fucks I give about looking like a dork is rapidly approaching zero. I guess that’s a pretty good thing.