Went to the "Party Like It's 1111101111" panel, which apparently was a typo for 11111011111 (that is, 2015, instead of 1007). This was apparently the "how to be a jackass" panel. After five minutes of babbling about (for example) a party which they pretty much said I wouldn't be welcome (being neither in-crowd nor female), a panelist was called about a complaint about a room party being too loud. His reaction was to rally the audience to go up to the party and make more noise.
I'd gone hoping to find a chance to get to participate in adult (as in mature, considerate) fun, and instead got exposed to exactly the sort of people that make me want to avoid social occasions; the self-obsessed perpetually adolescent jackass.
I'd gone hoping to find a chance to get to participate in adult (as in mature, considerate) fun, and instead got exposed to exactly the sort of people that make me want to avoid social occasions; the self-obsessed perpetually adolescent jackass.