After the group piqued my interest,my feed turned into a steady stream of “safe excitement”. A post about a whiteboard being given away at work. Someone’s medium-sized coin collection. A detailed explanation of palynology,the identification and study of pollen grains.
After a little research,I found theDull Men’s Club website,which explains that the group “Celebrates the Ordinary”. It isn’t a movement – because dull men prefer to stay put. Oh,and their favourite colour is grey.
Then,a few days ago,joy of joys,a Dull Women’s Club surfaced in my feed. Formed in December,the group already had about 580,000 members the last time I looked. There is another “club” that goes by the same name,a private group with a skin-coloured bra as its cover image.
The first post I read was from Charlotte in Adelaide (Australia’s dullest city,according to her). She wrote:“I’ve had two major life events in the last 6 months. I bought a new mattress,one of those ones that comes in a box. I also switched to almond milk in my store-bought coffees.”
Dull women highlight achievements such as having the same job for 32 years,and they post blurry,make-up-free selfies. Charlotte delivers the groundbreaking statement:“My favourite day of the week is payday,my budget stays the same every week but I re-do it anyways.”
It’s so curiously uplifting.