I am autistic, and honestly OP, I feel very similar. But based on the comments, I’m starting to think that we’re both narcissists haha

I have this particular issue with a house mate who is self-obsessed and wants to do nothing but brag about his charisma and intelligence to anyone who dares come downstairs for a split second. He’ll go on for hours, and re-tell everything if someone else comes in. He kind of caricature-ises this whole experience for me. He has trapped me in a convo for so long that I’ve had evening plans ruined, even after telling him multiple times that I’ve got to go. No point pretending with him, you literally have to just ignore his existence and leave. Grim.

With friends and family? It depends.

For friends, I care if they’re very close (1 of a handful of people), not because of the topic itself that I am listening out for but more how they have been affected by the experience.

For more distant friends, acquaintances, colleagues… generally no.

Friends? Sure.

Coworkers? No.

In general I don’t care. I too have come to realize that I’m autistic. It’s a shame that I didn’t understand this until my 40’s.

I have found though that I will care if it’s a topic I am also interested in. Babies don’t interest me, and in fact annoy me. So that one is out. Most life events, don’t care.

Vacation stuff? Ok now I’m listening because I do like to travel and I may learn something. Wanna discuss engineering? We could go for hours.

I guess the threshold is, will I get anything out of this conversation? Which, maybe is selfish, maybe it’s autism, I donno. I’m happy that you’re happy about the thing but if I’m being honest with myself I don’t care unless it effects me.

That’s specific to the topics OP is describing and not all conversations. If someone is in need of guidance of something I’m happy to share my knowledge. I am fortunately not a narcissist.

Most times, i’m being nice. But I do care about the moments that make my friends happy.

I, for one, absolutely LOVE it when people talk about things that excite them. I ask questions because I want to see them get even more excited or passionate. I would honestly be hurt by someone like the OP, only pretending to be interested, because then with no follow up questions or anything, I would assume the conversation is going nowhere and would probably stop even trying to interact with them.

1. You care about your baby and your vacation. Being excited to share that with other people is normal, and when you share something you’re excited about with other people, it feels good; you get a serotonin boost and relive it in your mind. That process requires two people. It’s a social contract. The other person is going to get relatively little out of the situation, but perhaps they get a little nostalgia recounting their own experiences and thinking back to their own kids. You should play along and ask questions because it makes them feel good, and later on, when you’re jazzed about something, they might return the favor.

2. When someone is excited to recount a vacation abroad, it’s a learning experience. Where did you go? What did you like? How were the people? What was hard about it? How much did it cost? Assuming you get to travel, it might give you helpful information that will make you more at ease with making your own plans.

3. Children: When you have them, most people get rewired a little. You go from OH KILL ME NOW, THERE’S A CRYING BABY ON THE PLANE to, ohh god, she must be miserable scared and confused, somebody snuggle that baby. When I see my coworker’s baby, I get a wave of feelings/memories from when I cradled my own.

I think I get your frustration, and it echoes my own from years ago. My recommendation is to learn to play social the games. It doesn’t take as long as it feels like it will out of your day to act compassionate. Making those connections with people and how those people see you is important. It opens opportunities and can give you comfort and give them greater patience with you when you need them to be patient. You might also find that moving through the motions strengthens your empathy.

I don’t always care about the specific thing very much, but I have learned to recognize when someone wants to share their life experience. And they’ve chosen to share their life experience with me. It takes a bit of extra effort, in an “Okay, what about any of this interests me, so I can ask questions from that perspective,” but I’ll always try to find something to say that makes the other person feel appreciated for sharing. Because it’s probably not that they want me to “see what they’ve done” and more that they want to engage on a personal level with another human being.

It’s a lot easier for me to support that engagement when I look at the interaction through that lens. I don’t always get opportunities to engage like that with other people, and it’s probably healthy for me to accept those opportunities when they come.

Babies and children, no. I mainly care if those kids are sick as children being sick affect the well-being of who I’m talking to.

I like to discuss vacations and I’ll usually ask more in depth questions about travel since I like to travel.

That said, there is usually something beneficial to social cohesion where you care enough about people that you more than just name and role. I’ve found that it is generally a lot more miserable to work in an environment where everyone is a cog in a machine.

I care for up to 10-15 minutes per topic.

If it turns into an hour long presentation, my level of caring drops off significantly.

Yes and no. For close friends, family, and long time coworkers. I care that you had a good trip, that mom and baby are healthy, and would not mind a few photos. But that’s it. I don’t need a 500 page travel album or daily baby pics.

I’ll listen if they want to talk about it, but I’m not going to act interested

Yikes

Yes. It’s called empathy.

You may not have a vested interest in the particular story, but the very act of someone that you care about (presumably) being excited about something should at least bring some sort of good feeling to you. When people I care about are enjoying something, it makes me happy. So while their kid pictures, or vacation pictures or whatever might not be interesting to me, the fact that they care enough about me to want to SHOW them to me, should give you a warm feeling.

That being said, no…I’m not going to dunk for not feeling that. It’s different from person to person certainly; and I (and here I’m going to revert to my “old man yells at clouds” mode) feel like modern friendships are just different. We are suddenly in an age where having a few close friends has been replaced with having a tonne of “shallow” friends that you meet online. They’re still “friends”, but beyond texting and playing together online, you never see each other, never get closer than that. And certainly it would be a different feeling entirely. But the cadre of close friends that I made while working at Sears in 1998, and who I still talk to almost every day and see regularly, of COURSE I’m going to care.

I love how half the answers are “Tell me about your vacation, forget the baby.” And the other half are “OOOOH A BABY! Who cares about where you went!”

Some people truly care, some don’t and some fake it. Nobody is forcing you to care or even fake it. There are just consequences to it if you don’t, some people will think that you are an asshole if you do that and don’t want to associate with you anymore. It’s up to you whether you can live with those consequences or not.

Absolutely I care, and I want all of the details and pictures. It brings me great joy to see my homies living exciting lives, and I’m thankful to be part of that. With children, especially - they feel like nieces and nephews and I am inherently invested in their wellbeing and success, even for long-distance friendships in which I’ve never met the kiddos.

I don’t have any family of my own, so my Will and estate is divided amongst my friends, and those with kids are allotted a bigger piece of the pie so they can put it towards their college or whatever when I die.