My father would have loved this. He was one of those individuals who are hugely charming, very personable, the life of the party at a gathering of any size, could talk to absolutely anybody with great ease. But at the same time, he didn’t need people. It was always too peopley for him. I’ll never forget how he’d respond to every suggestion to go shopping with, “But there will be people there!” This was accompanied with an expression of such comical repulsion that was unforgettable.
It’s a common misconception that misanthropes and lovers of solitude are incapable of socializing. I’m hugely charming when I can be assed to deploy this skill, which is almost never.