you're in the wrong room.
Ain't it the truth? Have you ever been someplace and you look around and you're like -- how did I get here? Why am I here?
That happened to me not long ago. I was at a gathering of a bunch of what I thought were like-minded people. It wasn't until about 5 minutes into the gathering that I realized, "oh, hell, I'm in deep doo here."
I kept my mouth shut and got out without injury, but it was a near thing.
Note to self: always make sure you know the scene before joining the scene. It might save some aggravation.