Hobbies and passions you don't like/understand but put up with for your friends and family - Self inclusion permitted

[Xetzyr]

I never said that the music was crap, just that it wasn't my thing. Me saying that certainly didn't warrant throwing a PS1 controller on the ground so hard one of the buttons broke. The guy was like this with everything. Mavel comics (this was in the 90s before the movies came out), JRPGs, anime, table top games like WOD, if you didn't love it as much as him he would throw an autisic chimp fit. This was a problem because it was a chimp fit with chimp strength, the guy could have played football the way he was built.

The WOD thing was a problem too. I mean I love my table top stuff, but he wanted to play every day. Everyday at school, I made a new character, I want to do this in the game, you better show up this weekend because I have plans for the game. We just stopped telling him when we played.

Oh, one of those types, I can't stand people who are hypersensitive about shit or who get too fixated on something. It's like too much of a good thing I guess. When people start acting like a spaz about something, especially some kind of fandom/interest I'm just like... NOPE! Done with you!

 

[Cheerlead-in-Chief]

I don’t really get mmorpgs, I used to play WoW for a while since my friends got into it, one going from not being that into games to organising raids.

I kinda agree with you. I played "Bleach Online" (lol still have my username and password) and a Naruto MMO years ago, but gave up on anime-based mmos.

 

[Dolphin Lundgren]

TBH I'm the one with the weird passion, not my friends. My husband puts up with my passion for Stephen Fry and he went along with me both times I met him.

 

[AssRock]

My mom loves to send me clips from Xfactor/Idol/whatever’s got talent and then have serious discussions about her favorite performers on said shows.

I also have a cousin who is determined to teach me how to knit and crochet, despite my complete lack of interest in learning. She’s otherwise hella cool tho.

 

[LagoonaBlue]

One of my best friends is :autism: and super into trains and planes. I don't really get it and sort of zone out when he's talking to me about trains.

 

[Lamy 2000]

I'm this person for everyone around me with all of my fountain pens and nice paper and bottles upon bottles of ink.

Fuck.

 

[Ido]

My mom has a doll collection. She loves the shit out of them but everyone else is terrified of the fucking things. She's told stories of having an irl possessed one long before I was born, which is horrifying but you think it would've turned her off of them. Worst part of it, they were on a landing heading upstairs, I moved rooms up there as a child for a short while then noped out. The room is big and things were great until they started freaking me out because I had to pass them each and every time I went to my room. They were also naked (or well, their white cloth torso's) because when our late dog was a puppy he used to go up there and piss on the outfits, so we took them off to stop him and never put them back on until like a month ago, 14+ years later.

Here's one of them, there are like 15 of these things.

No one understands why she likes these fucking things, and everyone in my family has expressed an burning interest in getting them all exorcised and throwing all of them into a bonfire.

 

[millais]

Music is stupid. Most gay.

I empathize with this sentiment. I never cared about or listened to any music until university when all my flatmates and neighbors listened to garbage music at very loud volume at all hours of night and day, so like it or not, I had to go out and find music that was pleasing to my ear so I could blast it out at an even louder volume to drown out all the garbage music. At first I just tried to run a loud electric fan to blot out the bad music, but it turns out to completely cover up music, the only thing that works is other music; ambient non-musical noise just doesn't work no matter how loud it is.

The hobby, if you can call it that, which I really cannot comprehend is physically going out to watch movies in movie theaters in [Current Year]. Unless it's something very recent or obscure, there's always an HD torrent or Blu-Ray rip that you can find and download within an hour and watch wherever you want while eating/drinking whatever you want. Big cost saving, and often a tangibly better experience than going to a movie theater on account of you not having to deal with the discourteous movie goers at the theaters.

 

[MerriedxReldnahc]

My buddy J is a great guy, tremendous guy, I love hanging out with him, but I cannot for the life of me keep up with him when he talks about Smash Bros. I'll play it sometimes becasue I like it, but he's all into competitive Smash and knows all this technical shit that doesn't even make sense to me. He tried to teach me to "wave dash" once and I still don't even remember what that is. I was at his birthday party last month with a bunch of other nerdy guys who were STOKED for the upcoming Smash. All I know is that I like Captain Falcon and Little Mac.

 

[Ass eating cunt]

Trying endless different diets only just to stop them after a few weeks

 

[Midlife Sperglord]

I keep on having a hard time trying to find local people to go to Gwar concerts with me every time they come to town. Yes, their music sucks, I just go for the show.

 

[Y2K Baby]

Yes, their music sucks,

You suck.

 

[DrJonesHat]

Golf. Specifically, watching golf. I can get how it'd be fun to play, you have to figure out which club to use, how to aim, compensate for the environment, there's a challenge involved. I get that. But watching it seems like we've discovered a drug-free method of curing insomnia. What baffles me even more is that there's an entire channel devoted to it. Maybe it's just because I can't sit still for very long but I simply cannot fathom why you'd want to sit there and watch people whacking balls with metal sticks. Maybe if they made it a contact sport, I'd watch.

 

[Red Hood]

I don't understand motorcyclists. A number of coworkers ride and it's like a second life to them, they don't even really dump money into it. There's just something about riding that seems addictive to them. I gave it a shot, even got my license, but never really got the appeal.

I feel like it's one of those things that's either in your blood or it's not. I can't imagine NOT doing it myself, but I appreciate that you at least gave it a fair shake.

 

[Thiletonomics]

Golf. Specifically, watching golf. I can get how it'd be fun to play, you have to figure out which club to use, how to aim, compensate for the environment, there's a challenge involved. I get that. But watching it seems like we've discovered a drug-free method of curing insomnia. What baffles me even more is that there's an entire channel devoted to it. Maybe it's just because I can't sit still for very long but I simply cannot fathom why you'd want to sit there and watch people whacking balls with metal sticks. Maybe if they made it a contact sport, I'd watch.

I'm in the same bat here, as while I do know about some of the pro golfers, I have no interesting in actually playing the game.

 

[atari]

My mom has a doll collection. She loves the shit out of them but everyone else is terrified of the fucking things. She's told stories of having an irl possessed one long before I was born, which is horrifying but you think it would've turned her off of them. Worst part of it, they were on a landing heading upstairs, I moved rooms up there as a child for a short while then noped out. The room is big and things were great until they started freaking me out because I had to pass them each and every time I went to my room. They were also naked (or well, their white cloth torso's) because when our late dog was a puppy he used to go up there and piss on the outfits, so we took them off to stop him and never put them back on until like a month ago, 14+ years later.

Here's one of them, there are like 15 of these things.

No one understands why she likes these fucking things, and everyone in my family has expressed an burning interest in getting them all exorcised and throwing all of them into a bonfire.

Oh geez I feel you on the doll thing. At my grandmother's old house she had a ton of the creepy fuckers, to the point where she had a guest bedroom dedicated to them. While I can understand it, I've never really seen the appeal of owning them, dolls are just creepy as fuck IMO. When I was little and we'd spend the night at her house, I'd do anything to not have to sleep in the doll room, I'd often cry out of desperation to avoid it lmao. She moved out of her house a few years ago and had to get rid of most of the dolls due to moving to a smaller apartment, but I'll likely never forget the memories of my sleepless nights surrounded by them.

Another thing I've never really understood is cars. Whenever my friends or coworkers talk about it I just kinda nod my head and go along with it, but I just don't get it lmao. I don't really see what the big deal is about why x brand is better than y brand, honestly as long as I have a functioning car that doesn't look like it's falling apart I'd drive anything.

 

[Steve Mayers]

Golf. Specifically, watching golf. I can get how it'd be fun to play, you have to figure out which club to use, how to aim, compensate for the environment, there's a challenge involved. I get that. But watching it seems like we've discovered a drug-free method of curing insomnia. What baffles me even more is that there's an entire channel devoted to it. Maybe it's just because I can't sit still for very long but I simply cannot fathom why you'd want to sit there and watch people whacking balls with metal sticks. Maybe if they made it a contact sport, I'd watch.

My parents are huge into golf and watch it every Saturday and Sunday all day. I'll go visit them on the weekends and of course golf is on and they just sit there watching it for 4-6 hours. They'll even watch reruns of old matches on the golf channel from like the 1980's.

 

[Ginger Piglet]

Never understood the attraction of running myself.

One of our secretaries at work is doing a 10K (note it's never a 10km or 5km, it's a 5K or 10K) fun run for charity. Fair enough, I'll chuck her a few quid, it's for the Alzheimer's Society and I fear Alzheimer's more than cancer or AIDS or heart attacks for a cocktail of reasons. But a fun run? Running? Fun?

Running isn't fun. Running's what you do when there's a man chasing you with a knife.

Where's the fun in that?

Also triathlons. Any sport which its proponents, no less, cite suffering as one of its attractions is beyond my understanding. I think it sort of allows the Billy Big Bollocks to brag about how hard they are because of the agony they were in. Mate, if you want to get hurt for fun, go hire a dominatrix.

 

[Spelling Bee]

My current housemates are massive CK2 fans. I still don't know what the fuck I'm doing whenever I play it but I still try anyway since I don't want to be left out.

 

[Double Dee]

Even when we were super tight I just couldn't stomach it and would leave early or skip out on things because I couldn't even get a decent explanation on what it was/why it was so great other than "The first parts are shit but it gets better with the trolls!" and I'm not lying when I say it's the ONLY thing they talked about.

Oh, God. As an ex-Homestuck sperg, I apologize for your experiences, especially for the 'just wait for the trolls!' shit. I never understood the despise for the first acts- they're slow, yes, but also set up the ground rules for the rest of the story.

But I'll always be glad for jumping into HS post-hype, hearing the things people did during its peak was weird.