It wasn’t that I didn’t have friends as a kid, it’s that there were certain barriers to entry to friendship with me that resulted in struggles in maintaining impressive friendships measured either by either quantity or quality.
A lot of this had to do with one of my favorite planned activities when an unsuspecting classmate came over to my house on the premise of having a fun afternoon. A lucky kid might get to watch Aladdin or Home Alone 2, but odds were they were going to get a treat from an orange clamshell: my VHS tape of the documentary Philadelphia Flyers: 25 Years of Pride and Tradition.