You pitch your friends the idea of becoming a regular at karaoke: "You know what? I’m gonna start karaoke-ing every week!" In return for your brilliant idea, you wait for the applause, a few tears of joy, maybe even a bouquet of flowers, some fainting and an express-delivery order of T-shirts displaying your face, lauding your splendor.
But instead of encouragement and the well-merited applause, you only get worried looks and phoney smiles. "But can you even sing?”, "You think you are really ready to go on stage in front of lots of others?”, "Do you even know the words?” Or again, "You should think of warming up… We are just looking out for your best!" As if you had announced your ambition to join the IronMan, never before having participated in any sporting competition and with just over a week before the race.