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#272 – People who are overly nice

The way I see it, there are two types of people in the world. And no, I’m not talking about Beatles people and Elvis people like you suggested, Mrs. Wallace. The type of people I’m referring to are the ones you can’t get to hold an elevator door open for you when you’re just a couple steps away, and the ones who would throw themselves between the doors at the risk of losing an arm or a foot to keep the elevator waiting for someone twenty yards away from them. I don’t know about you, but I actually prefer the former to the latter. For me, there is really nothing quite as heathen as someone who is overly nice. These are the same people who will giggle a “Sorry!” when someone else steps on their foot, who will offer you the shirt off their back if you say you think it looks nice, or who will eat the bowl of peanut soup the waiter brings over even though they specifically ordered chicken noodle and are allergic to peanuts (note: I’m not sure if peanut soup exists, but if it does, you know these people would eat it).

And just in case you can’t tell already, I’m that person pressing “Door Close” as you sprint towards the elevator.

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