I get irritated when I am out shopping with my wife and she asks the sales person, "What do other people buy?" I do a one eighty once I know what other people are doing. I swim up stream, buck the system, am antiestablishment... When I think back it may be because I was an outcast as a child. Once I past my fifth birthday I was overweight. I was chosen last when it came to neighborhood games. It was only when there was an odd number of kids to play a game that they knocked on my door to see if I would come out to play. I was beat up a few times because they could, ridiculed because of my fatness, by total strangers even. The kids were worse. I was also smart, which wasn't so valued on the street or in school for that matter. I think these type incidents made me what I am, consciously different than the pack.
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