there are just things that are a waste of time and not worth the effort.
When I used to run this road, eventually everything felt not worth the effort and, with it, came understimulation at a deeper level with resentment towards things that didn't effectively do it for me extending towards "Life".
Following that, there was the moment of "Well, I have to do something with my time", which lent to me doing things without judging it quite as much over how "All of it in a big picture sense is a waste of my time, and as no one important my time means nothing".
Following a willingness to go into "pointless" things, I began to find the means of enjoying it more from the investment as it gradually felt less pointless to me.
With every piece of seemingly useless information I've picked up from these 'pointless' things, I've seen room to network and reference it as experience in other conversations, showing a sort of bleed and blend of ideas and concepts more like a spectrum rather than a table of words.
A lot of things run together if you bother to learn a wide variety of things, and with people that can get a bit existential.
I don't believe in "Useless Knowledge", there is always room to cross-reference it, it denotes experience that will shape your future choices, and what you may not have a use for now may end up being surprisingly helpful as a reference at a later date during unrelated events, such as how my talks with Turquie have randomly given me prompts for conversations with other people on matters like Spirituality.
I've found more benefits in being open minded from having started off more closed off and see it fail.
And after many tests and trials I have become confident to 90% to sniff them out from a pattern before I even read them.
You won't ever know if the pattern is valid if you're simply presuming it as reinforcement of your own idea there.
I read the people I don't enjoy, and find novelty when they break the pattern. If I opted for your method I'd not notice some of the weirder shit that goes on here out of mere impatience, nor would I have the room to appreciate more nuanced things about what makes them distinctive.