I'm used to being alone, I mean... I even enjoy being by myself. For the most part, I'm an introverted person and recharge my batteries by sitting on the couch or sleeping. However, I'm never really alone since I have a lot of great friends that invite me to parties, gatherings, sporting events, etc.
That being said, the most alone time period, of every year, begins at 11:59pm on December 31st, and lasts as long as others forget that I'm even around. The reason for this stems from couples being together to "bring in the new year". This is one of the reasons that I really hate doing anything, with other people, on New Year's Eve. All I can hope and work toward, is to be one of those people that has someone on New Year's Eve... but I also won't forget how it feels to be alone. I was in a pretty big group this year, and with one minute left in the year all the couples started queuing up and kindof pushing me out of the way... leaving me behind if you will. I don't know how long I was actually sitting at the table completely alone, but it felt like 15 minutes or so. It's like the scene that starts off Garden State, where everyone is panicking because the plane is going down and Zach Braff is just sitting there numb to it all. After awhile everyone realized what had happened and I was included back into the group again for some drinking games. But the damage had really be done. I no longer wanted to be there and I had already tried to figure out how to make my grand escape. I was so desperate, during those moments of being alone, that I was even trying to use a dating app to find someone for the night, so I wouldn't be alone.
All in all, I didn't know the whole group and the self centered nature of most of the group probably wasn't conducive to adding a stranger. The two guys wearing "Wingman" and "3rd Wheel" tees really showed their lack of general knowledge or lack of caring on how to handle the situation, when both are there with their girlfriends. I know the couple friends I had in the group certainly didn't do this on purpose... it just happened, but is still the biggest reason that I hate New Year's Eve.