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Because you don't have to work hard to master it
Since when is "mastering it" part of the definition of a hobby?
Since I said so: the post was asking what's my deal breaker when it comes to relationships and for me it's that your able to put effort, practice and perseverance into a craft, a hobby, a passion or whatever.
It might not be your definition, but it's mine.
Don't get me wrong: You're 100 % entitled to your preferences and your definition of a hobby.
It was just unusual for me to equate a hobby with putting effort and perseverance into something. For me a hobby is something you simply do for your enjoyment in your free time on a more or less regular basis.
But hey: Definitions differ.๐คท
Well said.
For me, it's "Being a Foodie". Everybody who has ever lived on the planet has been enthusiastic for food.
I've only ever met one foodie I respected as such. He ate everything, even stuff that made him gag, because of reasons only he knows. He wanted the experience or something.
Man could eat a burger and tell you where the wheat was from, how ripe the tomatoes in the ketchup where, the dashed hopes and dreams of the cow, everything. He could look at ingredients from afar or smell things that have no smell to me and tell in how many days it would be perfectly ripe. He ate mono flavored stuff (Like rice with nothing else added or olive oil), used salt like a vampire hunter to detect faint tastes, and I still think he must have some undiagnosed lifestyle thing like Synesthesia, except for taste. He reverse engineered recipes for fun.
It was magic, and until this dude I didn't consider food to be an actual hobby. Every other foodie I've met just liked eating tasty food, which pretty much everyone does.