I have, what I think, is an odd social problem. I am really awesome at customer service, people skills. But the second something turns into a social kind of thing, I freeze like a deer in headlights. I have no idea what to do at parties. I’m a wallflower. My parents got divorced when I was 4 or 5, my dad got custody. I found out years later, that he told all my teachers that I wasn’t allowed to have social skills. In high school, I forced myself to be social and it pretty much worked out to where I could make friends. I think it’s something that’s learned. Like feral children, as an example. It’s something you learn when you’re young and really hard to learn when you’re older because you feel embaressed that can’t do it. That’s how I feel about it.