[quote name='ShockandAww']I could go on and on but I'll try to keep it relatively short.
Very basically I don't like a lot of people and a lot of people don't like me. I dont like people because they're assholes/dumb/or I dont share a common interest with the ones I meet, and at the same time they don't like me probably because I'm so quiet (borrring?) and might come off as judgmental? I don't know.
Oh and one rant for my side while I'm here: Quit
ing telling me I'm too quiet! I KNOW! Why do people find that acceptable but god forbid I tell them they talk too much...if you really want to talk to someone like me then just talk.[/QUOTE]
Dude, I think we were separated at birth. Seriously, I thought that was my post until I saw that wasn't my avatar. I get that shit too. "You don't talk to anybody." I talk to people as much as they talk to me, and always try to get to know somebody, at least a hell of a lot more than they bother to get to know me. I think outgoing people are too dumb to tell the difference between being shy and being stuck up.
Just one example on why I don't like most people: A lot of people I work with don't like a certain person basically just because my boss doesn't like them. I personally don't have any common interests with this person but I also don't think it's very cool that everyone talks shit about them just because of that. It's lame and small minded to me. Why do so many people talk so much shit about others??
It's like that where I work. People don't talk to this retarded kid who just tries to be nice to everybody. After about six months, he stopped coming out on break. They'd say "Why doesn't he come out on break anymore? Where does he go on break?" and it was like he used to but nobody would scoot over for him to sit down, nobody would talk to him. If he said anything, it would just get dead quiet. And they're too ignorant to see that their fakeness is even observable by a retarded kid.
I hate where I work. Everybody thinks they are better than everybody. People ten years younger than you who label you a "loser" because you never ask for days off, or never come back on Monday with crazy weekend stories. I've been there six years and even if I had fingers missing I could still count on one hand how many people there even know my last name.