clique of friends

Last week we talked about popularity, and I did my absolute best to try and convince you that 1) it’s not really real. And 2) It’s not something you actually want once you know what it costs.

Today, let’s talk about the “clique.” You know the one. That table at lunch where all the cool kids sit and…

You’re not welcome if you’re not one of them.

And you’re probably not ever going to be as cool as them.

And they’re all elitists who feel like they’re better than everyone.

Yeah. You know that table.

Or do you?

I’m not so sure. I think a lot of the time we just might get it wrong.

I’ve been thinking about this because of an interesting dynamic I’ve been watching unfold over in the Single Dad Laughing Health Club the last few months.

We have more than 7,000 members in the club now. The club is amazing. I’ve already ranted and raved about it.

But amazing as it is, it’s still a lot of people, and any time you have a lot of people, you are bound to see some larger more complicated social dynamics play out.

One of which has been “the clique.”

The “Cool kid’s table.”

Or at least that’s what a handful of people believe it is.

You see, there is a group of a couple hundred people or so who other group members are really starting to, I don’t know… recognize?

They get more comments on their posts.

They get more likes.

They get more flirting.

They get more interaction.

They get more attention.

And, every so often, someone gets discouraged and posts something similar to this: “I am feeling left out by the cool kid clique that we all know exists in here.”

Whenever I see comments like that, I’m like… huh? Because, you see… I’m one of the “cool kids” and I’m part of the “clique” that is being referenced, so it doesn’t make sense to me.

Because there actually is no clique.

There are no cool kids.

There are just people.

Yes, it tends to be many of the same people who heavily banter with one another.

It tends to be many of the same people who “know” each other and are friends with each other.

It tends to be the same people who jump onto each other’s threads the moment they see them.

Yes, it does seem like a clique.