I don't know much about birds, which can be culturally isolating, so it's tempting to get vocal and defensive about not watching them.
Caring about something makes people vulnerable, so not caring gives you power.
But I know the things I'm into don't always sound interesting to 100% of the people around me, and it means a lot when they sometimes try to listen anyway—and maybe even find themselves sharing some of my excitement.
So while everyone is going on about the Superb Owl on Sunday, let me tell you what I'll be doing:
Hooray for friendship!
Also, eating snacks.
Hooray for snacks!
Title text: My hobby: Pretending to miss the sarcasm when people show off their lack of interest in football by talking about the "Superb Owl" and acting excited to find someone else who's interested, then acting confused when they try to clarify. (I'd probably be more interested if it actually were about birdwatching, even though I'm not that into birdwatching. Same with archaeology.)