Joined Mensa for one year in 1982 .... figured that after passing the tests being accepted and getting my little orange wallet card I had proved my point. I went to one meeting and found it full of dysfunctional self absorbed elitists intellectual snobs AKA weirdos ... never went back.
Did the exact same thing circa 1984.
I’d rather be around people that bath, thanks....
Give you an idea how nutty this bunch was (Central California Coast), they were have a THINK-IN for Walter Mondale.
Ha, that sounds exactly like my dad’s experience... another ex-Mensan. In spite of that I’ve been considering it just as a way to meet new people. Probably good that you reminded me there are some people you’re better off not meeting.