I used to be a weirdness magnet, attracting any crazy within a mile radius to focus on me and whatever I was doing, wherever I happened to be. At first, it was funny & provided for amusing stories. After a while, it became intrusive & borderline dangerous. It seemed to slow down & then stop when I started getting hostile in return, even going so far as snarling at loonies who even looked as if they going to get close. The ones at the pub were the worst, because they were both nuts AND tanked. I don’t miss it.