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2008年12月 Anti-Person PersonI have come to accept the fact that I am an anti-person person. I was born this way, like I hear gay people are.
My parents claim that my hatred for mankind began way back in babyhood, when people would try to touch me or pinch my cheeks. They say I would put out a scream and punch that rivaled Bruce Lee. I can vaguely remember hating people as a child, although not quite to the scale I do now.
I estimate that, of all the humans I've been in contact with to date, I only like about 3%. This is a terrible, terrible statistic seeing that alot of my job is dealing with other humans.
Someone asked me the other day if I liked this girl I work with. My instinct was to immediately say no, but I refrained. I got to thinking that she, along with the other 97% of people I have known are probably decent, law-abiding, perfectly acceptable human beings. People most likely love them, and even like them for that matter. They probably have friends and when they walk in a room people say, "Oh yay, so and so is here!". People like them.
I just don't.
That's when it hit me that the personality flaw lies within myself, not those other annoying mother fuckers.
This was a startling discovery! It's not everyone else who sucks! It's me! This really made me feel good, and gave me hope for the future. Before everything seemed so hopeless. I thought every earthling pretty much sucked. Now I realize that it's probably the 3%, myself included, that suck instead of the 97%. This number is much more manageable in terms of the world being worth living in. This is exciting news!
I know you probably thought you would go all day long with no good news. It turns out I'm good for something after all. |
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