Just shoot me
Have you ever met someone and thought to yourself "man I am so glad I am not that person"?
And it wasn't because they were poor, sick, or disabled. It wasn't that they were oppressed, or a minority. It was simply that they were awful to be around. Their personality made you want to take up heroine to escape it. The sound of their voice made you want to cut off your own ears and drop then off the bow of a cruise ship in open water. And their stories are so innane, so uninteresting that you want to punch yourself in the face until you pass out just so you don't have to hear them anymore.
It gets to the point where they get on your nerves so much that you hope that they quit their job, or leave town or just disappear.
You fantasize about her getting hit by a train.
Except that would be awful.
If she died, who would drive you to work?
And it wasn't because they were poor, sick, or disabled. It wasn't that they were oppressed, or a minority. It was simply that they were awful to be around. Their personality made you want to take up heroine to escape it. The sound of their voice made you want to cut off your own ears and drop then off the bow of a cruise ship in open water. And their stories are so innane, so uninteresting that you want to punch yourself in the face until you pass out just so you don't have to hear them anymore.
It gets to the point where they get on your nerves so much that you hope that they quit their job, or leave town or just disappear.
You fantasize about her getting hit by a train.
Except that would be awful.
If she died, who would drive you to work?