In school you can call them nerds. In society we can avoid them, make fun of them and laugh.
In the "Truth" we called them brothers.. Is it universal that the congo's contain more than their fair share of 'charecters'?...Who incidentally were more warm and loving than the smart ones..I liked them a lot more.
Hey, Mrs Terry's quirks have been posted on the world wide web, How about Terry's?
PS. I have not got any
I hate to talk on the telephone. I get claustrophobia when anybody calls and I am obligated to speak for a given amount of time.
I get very upset when somebody begins talking to me without telling me the context of what they are telling me.
Women's hair is BIG issue with me! I am way too critical and I have to comment on it.
Women's feet are attractive to me if they are pedicured and shapely.
I have an almost loathing for anybody who says they "love" something and yet, they know very little about it. "Loving" a piece of music and not knowing the composer, for example.
I hate being told in advance that I'm going to have to go somewhere and do something next week or next month. It sucks all the oxygen out of my room! I want every minute of my life to be completely obligation-free and spontaneous.
I hate somebody saying, "Do you mind if I ask you a question?" as if THAT isn't a question!
I go insane in a movie theatre if the sound isn't just right or the film is out of focus.
I pout when my wife tells me to turn the subwoofer off before we watch something on tv.
As a teenager and young adult I'd immediately be completely indifferent to anybody who had a crush on me. Now I'd pay cash!
I think I'm fat and tend to bristle when anybody disagrees with me.
I'm impatient with illness in others or myself. I can only IGNORE being sick in myself. I can't abide being solicitous about other people's colds, coughs, muscle aches, etc.
I want to run screaming when somebody starts telling me what they dreamed last night. I DON'T BLOODY CARE!!
I compose music all the time and love when people criticize my work earnestly but can never get anybody to really go at it with any zeal. You'd think they'd line up to sock it to me.
Finally, it makes me sick to watch a middle-aged man (or older) give a young women the eyeball with his gaze lingering at the hot spots! I want to photograph his face and plaster it on billboards. DIGUSTING!!
Aren't you sorry you asked?