I was reminiscing today at the field about the good old days of being a teenager. We were talking about the parties we went to. They were usually house parties with a lot of attendees where everyone gathered to get drunk. The music was usually blaring so loud; you couldn’t have a conversation with the person beside you. Every once in a while someone would put their thumb up and say something along the lines of, “Isn’t this great?” Of course I would agree, because to disagree would make you an outsider. People would think you were weird. Looking back at my youth, those times were not very memorable. I can honestly say that i didn’t actually enjoy those big, loud parties and I have a feeling most of the other people, if they were truly honest with themselves, didn’t get a lot out of them either. But it was the thing to do and if you wanted to fit in, you attended.
That’s sort of the way I feel about big scenario paintball games. I hear people who go to these games and they come back and say stuff like, “It was just insane. There were so many people there and there was so much paint flying, it was crazy”. And I believe them. But was it fun? I’ve been to big games and it was OK, but I have to say that for the most part, I found it quite frustrating and less fun than the average day of paintball at the local field. With the number of people on the field there was much less chance for movement. Being the type of player that likes to be at the front lines and get as close to my opponent as possible, I got shot by my own team in the back more than by the other team. When I did hit players (with a pump, I only hit them once), more often than not they didn’t call themselves out. There were never enough refs to make sure people followed the rules. In general, I just didn’t enjoy it that much. And I’m quite perplexed that others do. But apparently they do, because they keep going back. I’m just not sure why. Is it just because it’s a big paintball event and they want to be able to say they took part in the insanity?
As I’m getting older, I’m feeling quite comfortable in my skin and I really don’t care a lot about what others think. I like to make up my own mind about things and I try to form my own opinion, based on how I feel rather than how I am expected to feel or react. Maybe I’m just not cool anymore. Maybe. But I just don’t care.