Tuesday, December 13, 2005
(9:03 AM) | Adam Kotsko:
Tuesday Hatred: The Fear
There are two kinds of boring people. The first is the laid-back boring person, the one who doesn't say much, who just blends in with the furniture. I have no problem with such a person. Maybe it would be "better" in some way for the person to be more assertive, to have more interesting interests, to have more to offer socially, but still -- at the end of the day, all praise to the laid-back boring person! The second is the actively boring person, that person who really puts himself out there and actively bores those around him. Such a person may well have watched funny television programs and have some idea of what it might be like to be funny -- but in fact, he is anti-funny. Any previously humorous conversation into which he enters is murdered, gruesomely, mercilessly. He drinks its blood.I hate actively boring people. The sinner, not the sin.
I hate being a perfectionist and a worrier. I hate it when I drink way too much coffee. I hate the bad coffee at work, which I often drink nonetheless, leading me to wake up in the middle of the night, every night.
I hate it when the magazine rack at Border's is too crowded. I hate that the Randolph St. Blue Line exits are closed. I hate that I keep buying food at work every night.
I hate sincere people. I hate waiting. I hate the universalized itchiness that seems to last from late November to early March. I hate wearing a scarf. I hate parallel parking in the snow.
