Shopping as leisure. Just why. When I need or want something I plan ahead where to get it, or which places I might have to compare between, then my only aim is to get in and get out as soon as possible. Shops are hideous and stressful places to actually spend time.
Team-building. The thing that will most boost my morale is a pay rise, not getting to know my colleagues any better than I already do.
Spas. As a ticklish person I can't do massages and as a person who wears glasses I can't do saunas.
I'm neutral on board games - not my first choice, bit boring, but am OK with taking part. But I draw the line at the ones that make you clown around and act shit out. Charades and the like. I'll save losing my dignity for the dancefloor.
Fancy dress. I'd actually love to love it, people who are good at it always look so impressive. But you can't half-arse it, and I can't be bothered with the amount of effort required to properly pull it off. And a half-arsed costume looks worse than just not making an effort at all.
Camping. This doesn't make my heart sink because I find it so unspeakable no one I know would dare suggest it to me. I still haven't really processed that it's something anyone does willingly.
On the other hand I love walking - prefer a destination rather than aimless "go for a walk" but can go for miles yomping. I used to hate sport at school but do it loads now - admittedly the individual sports I actually enjoy, I've left the hell of team sports like hockey and netball far behind. I love pub quizzes because I get to show off my general knowledge, I'm aware that makes me a dick but whatever. And I still love clubbing, dancing all night in a dark room can give me a buzz for days afterwards.