Friends

(and other irritants)

I haven't got any.

No, that's not really true. I've got too many friends.

I don't want any.

Now, yeah, that's it.

After what seemed like a million years of studying psychology, I have had a long-held suspicion confirmed, namely that people are no damned good. People are bad enough, but the real trouble starts when some subset of them decide to run around, calling themselves your friends. That's where people really suck.

As a form of self preservation, I treat people with hostility and disdain. Usually, being a jerk like that is enough to eliminate anyone's desire to be friendly to me. Still, there are some deluded hold-outs who persist in the belief that I have a heart of gold, only visible to those who look hard enough.

I'm sorry, but I'm just not looking to get into any friendships right now. No, strike that, I'm not sorry.

If you think you want to be my friend, you're almost certainly wrong. But, follow the checklist below. If you pass all criteria, then you're lying.

You cannot be my friend if:

Award yourself one point for each item that applies to you:

Scoring:

11 or more points:
I've probably dated you. No, we can't just be friends.
6-10 points:
I'm sure you'll find a friend somewhere. Just not here.
2-5 points:
Therapy would probably help, after which you'd realize that you don't want to be my friend, either.
0-1 points:
You totally fail to suck. I still don't want to be your friend, though

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