I promise you, bitman, I have had that exact feeling myself. When I was in school I used to think that everyone else must have been issued some sort of handbook or primer at birth that taught them how people work and how to get along with others. It wasn't terribly helpful that classmates didn't hesitate to tell me I was weird, and I guess I was. While everyone else seemed to be listening to Van Halen and watching Night Rider I was listening to the Doors and reading Asmov. I was totally out of sync.
I've finally reached a "proud to be a nerd" place in my life. I could have used it when I was in highschool, although I still retain the knack for saying exactly the wrong thing at exactly the wrong time. Usually I realize that in retrospect whatever it was I said sounded incredibly filthy and perverted, but occasionally I manage to offend and/or mortify someone.
It's a gift.
