What is subject banter you may wonder? To me, it is the most hideous form of banter there is, and literally makes my skin crawl. You know the sort. I can remember countless times in Maths when I was younger, asking the brainier kids questions, and just getting some smarmy, goony reply which they found fucking hilarious which I just didn't get...
And it still happens now. Literally today I was sat in my lecture, feeling like shit anyway because I've got some cretinous cold, and something on the powerpoint had every single person in the lecture hall pretty much apart from me and my friends fucking pissing themselves. Bare in mind the subject is Words and meaning... you know, about the origin of words and all that jazz. Tell me, how can that EVER be funny? But no, there was something just HILARIOUS apparently that I just completely missed out on. Like seriously, people were getting so excited by it, like dogs on heat, they were practically panting. It was so infuriating I almost wanted to break down and cry. And then it happened again! As if that wasn't cringey enough, when the lecturer asked a question to us all, many of the replies dotted around the hall were language related jokes. I even heard a political joke from somewhere behind me. I just sat there with my head in my hands, shocked by it all.
I know I sound like a freak, but I just don't get it, and I never have. I am not having fun when I'm sat in that lecture hall, so why is apparently EVERYONE around me having the time of their lives?
I've finally come to the conclusion that it is in fact me who is the odd one. In terms of education, I've always just stuck with a couple of close friends in my courses, and it's always seemed like the whole rest of the course has hated us. Believe me, my degree is NO exception. Everyone else just banters off eachother, cracking linguistic related jokes and almost splitting their sides laughing about it. We, however, find humour in drawing pictures on our handouts of various things we would rather do than be in the lecture. It's like we seek eachother out, drawn together by our hatred of cringey, skin crawling, lick ass subject banter.
Maybe this is the problem. Perhaps they key to success is finding your subject the funniest, most entertaining thing to ever grace your life? Is this where I've been going wrong all my life? All I know, is I would rather fail at life then piss my pants at where a fucking word gained its history from.
