I was chatting with a (real life) friend and I asked about a person in their family who I know. This person I asked about it very entertaining with a strong personality and traits that are defined and widely known and understood.
Specifically, this person is a cheap bastard. They're just cheap as all hell and everyone observes it because it can't be missed.
Now I don't care about this. If the person wants to buy everything on sale and wants to flirt and bring secretaries baskets of fruit in order to get a discount, so what? So what if every move made has an angle? This is the character and I'm using that term as if the person is actor. I like the character because it's defined and consistent. It's REAL.
"Is X coming around?" I asked.
"Sure, X is coming 'round. Needs a ladder... a chainsaw... something moved over at his place - he'll be 'round."
See how funny that is? We all know, we all accept, we all don't care, no one tries to alter this person.
So separate from that interaction, I was reading about people who, due to their profession, are called to try to understand people. That's me. I realized this is a lost skill. Everyone is always trying to reform others. Trying to make them more in their own image.
It's gross. Let's talk about this!
I like this about you.
Are there a lot of people in real life who will try to tell someone to their face how wrong they are, how they do this or that wrong? Or is it how talk behind their backs and super analyze them, “if only they did this or that.”
Yes, they have themselves mixed up with God.
And the rejection!
I like that cheap dude. He is one of us. If there is to be a get together, he will be invited.
People want people to be perfect and they just aren't. It's a lot better if you can appreciate the tapestry of life. T
he cheap guy is funny and puts his own (original) spin on things. If he were to be omitted, it would not be the same.
People want to be accepted but are often impaired when it comes to accepting others.
A long time ago my bf at the time had this character in his group of friends, friends with his brother, really. He was a nice, funny guy but perpetually high on something or other, even if it was niacin (thought it made him look like he got a lot of sun) but he had this thing about wearing designer clothes. My bf’s father would travel to Hong Kong and Jakarta on business a lot. He’d be able to pick up FIFA polo shirts and other stuff, for next to nothing. This kid LOVED them. He’d want to pay their dad for it. He loves to spend money because it meant some status to him. One time he was so high or drunk in a car and he had to blow his nose. Turns out, he inadvertently pulled out a $100 bill and blew his nose into and tossed it out the car. He paid me to write some of his college papers for him. Anyway, that was him and we all just hung out. It would have been really annoying if everyone was trying to stage interventions. This was back in the late 80’s.
If you don't keep at least one cheap bastard in your circle of friends, what kind of circle are you even in?