First Door on the Left

As a general rule, I do not like people. Most people. There are some I like, but not many. This is what makes what I do for a living so amazing. I have to interact with lots of people every day. I find them annoying and, for the most part, quite ignorant. The people I dislike most are the demanding people, the people who think the world owes them something. News flash, folks… the world owes you nothing, and I owe you even less. So get off my freaking back before I bite you.

I spent about an hour on the telephone tonight with a fellow from the New York area. He was arrogant, stupid and ignorant. He has a lot of money. He thought his money should buy my respect. It didn’t. The fact that he could buy and sell me many times over had no affect on me whatsoever. He was still arrogant, stupid and ignorant. I forgot annoying. Very, very annoying.

I think I would very happy living in a cabin up in the mountains somewhere, with my closest neighbor about ten miles away. All these years of having to deal with people has really turned me off to them. My patience is growing very thin and my tolerance level is practically nonexistent.

Polite, mannered, intelligent people I like. The problem is, there does not seem to be very many of that kind of people left. Where did they all disappear to?