Logan is discovering the hard way that he isn’t good at…anything, really.<\/p>\n
At least, not to his own standards.<\/p>\n
Logan’s skills are based in socialization and leading. He’s good at a bake sale, or running his parents’ bookshop. He got high marks in most of his classes growing up, but ‘participation’ was always his highest mark and sometimes carried him through his less successful subjects. Isolated the way he has been, he has too much time to think. He’s failing over and over to write, bake, sew, paint, and all matter of other miscellaneous hobbies he picked up to endear himself to strangers. The thought crosses his mind that maybe he only ever got attention for projects because he was friendly. The thought then keeps<\/em> crossing his mind as though participating in some screwed up game of Frogger where the goal is to have an anxiety attack.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n In a moment of self-detrimental idiocy, he posts something he’d written for a composition class to be judged by people on Reddit.\u00a0 He takes it one step further and posts it under the guise of tutoring the author of the paper, so that people would be more honest about his work.<\/p>\n The project, which he’d gotten a solid B on when he was still in high-school, then gets ripped apart as though fed to lions.<\/p>\n Some people are helpful when offering advice. Some…aren’t.<\/p>\n ‘I’m a teacher and if this got put on my desk, I’d not only give the student a failing grade, I’d also call their parents.’ – Pettyrage394<\/p><\/blockquote>\n <\/p>\n ‘I’ll be honest, I’d drop this student, she’s going to fail that class and it’s going to reflect on you’ – Humptyatpog<\/p><\/blockquote>\n <\/p>\n ‘Are you sure you meant tenth grade? Is there some weird country out\u00a0 there where ‘tenth graders’ are eight or something?\u00a0 Not trying to be rude I’m just not sure what you meant, thanks.’ – DinoSnail64<\/p><\/blockquote>\n <\/p>\n ‘Look, maybe I’m just in the 99th percentile of intelligence, (I am, ask my own comp professors, I graduated from an ivy liege) but this kid’s work seems derivative and weak from my perspective. There’s some potential, but the standard population can only do so well. Eh, what do I know, right? Your his tutor.’ – AccuKronk<\/p><\/blockquote>\n <\/p>\n Man, that…didn’t help. Go figure. Logan is disappointed, but not sure what else he expected. He screenshots the last comment in the lineup to make fun of the guys use of the wrong ‘your’ and gets some positive attention from his tentative friend group for it. Quietly mocking people on the internet isn’t a long-term solution, but it helped with feeling hurt, at least. Someone else points out he said ivy liege <\/em>and Logan gets to jump into a voice call as a pocket of the group begin roasting ‘his highness’ alive.<\/p>\n He eventually opens up a bit about how he’s been feeling to these people, and gets some legitimate human connection. His vulnerability turns into more of the group getting real about what’s going on in their own lives. Someone invites Logan to jump into yet another Discord server with a bit of a smaller group and invite-only system, where Logan might be more comfortable. Someone else offers to give him pointers in crochet, since his first project looked like a Bulbasaur subject to a hit and run.<\/p>\n He probably won’t try to write any time soon, he got all the ‘feedback’ he could handle on that front, but he is slowly finding his place in the new version of socializing he’s learning. His parents have no idea what he’s doing but they’re glad he seems to be doing it. They’re plenty techy for their generation but the internet has cultural differences within it. Kelly’s Sudoku group, Michael’s Lego builder club, and Logan’s ‘misc. Discord servers for lonely young adults’ might as wall be whole different universes.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Logan is discovering the hard way that he isn’t good at…anything, really. At least, not to his own standards. Logan’s skills are based in socialization and leading. He’s good at a bake sale, or running his parents’ bookshop. 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