Pat is a very easy going guy. It’s rare for him to be angry or annoyed with someone, as aggravating as they can be. He has his four basic rules of getting along with people, which are a part of his personality. To me, they perfectly explain how I can’t walk ten minutes with him on campus without someone walking by and greeting him. He’s one of the most popular, friendly, outgoing people I know.
So I was surprised to hear him tell me about someone he met whom he couldn’t stand. After all, this is Patty, the guy who loves and is loved by everyone. I didn’t believe him until he explained how this person stood for everything he was against. Pat holds respect for others as one of the most important things in life, and this person had none.
It was odd to think that Pat has a natural “enemy”, someone who contradicts him in almost every way, until I realized that I have one as well. I’ve met a person who is everything I try not to be. He’s obnoxious, untrustworthy, crude, overbearing, pussy-whipped, jealous, and closed-minded. He has a decent set of manners, is generally friendly to most people, and does have a reasonable intelligence as far as I can tell, but none of this can really make up for what he’s like.
I can feel myself being slightly, uncontrollably biased against him, which I can’t stand in myself. One of Pat’s rules is that everyone should be given a fair chance, and even though I feel like I’ve given more than enough time for this person to change my opinion, I’m never sure if it’s enough. I hate being biased.
I generally can’t stand most people, but that’s my fault because of my intolerance. This person, however, is one of the only people I don’t blame myself for. Perhaps I dislike him so much because he reminds me a lot of what I used to be. Of course, Aaron thinks that this is a good thing, a reminder of how far I’ve been able to come as a person.
Sometimes that’s just hard to see.