I've experienced this a lot, when I have a job. At my last job, there's a game room where people would get together to play games, work on puzzles, and so on. I just couldn't bring myself to do it because I always felt like my desk was burning down.

The rough part was their monthly "fun day," which was one Friday every month. There was a "fun committee" that would plan events, like going to the beach, or going to the zoo, or making giant balloon animals. Often times, they'd have these "team building exercises," and I did not like these at all.

I had one where I ended up on a team with my boss. We had to build a structure with some specific supplies. I had an engineering idea that helped us win. The leader of the exercise asked my boss how we ended up winning, and he said, "It was all my idea."

What makes these things even more difficult is my Social Anxiety. When I'm with a group of people for a long time, it drains me of my energy, and I have to run off and hide in a closet for a while to re-charge. As much as the workplace loved to talk about how they acknowledge and have sympathy for a variety of disabilities and all that, nobody had any sympathy for my challenge.

Just suck it up and quit being a d*ck about it. My boss actually said that.

Inevitably, I get tired, and then I tend to slip up and maybe say some things that are honest. Honesty is the ONE thing you want to avoid at work.

But the thing that made it THE worst at work was that we had a Cheerleader. Her actual title was "Corporate Cheerleader." She would make the rounds to everyone's desk and want to make sure they were smiling as big as possible.

She gets to my desk, and notices that I'm not smiling. She asks if I'm sad, and I say I am not. She asks if I'm angry, and I say that I am not. Eventually, I tell her that "I just AM... and I think it's highly abnormal for someone to have a huge smile and to be overly-happy at all times. That's just not normal and it's not healthy."

This is probably one of the many reasons why I was downsized, along with the other "old" people.

I need a job where they shove me in a closet and slide cheese underneath the door every few hours. I would be okay with a job where I never interacted with another human being all day long.