The reason that I have no friends is purposeful. I find them tedious, boring, and ultimately the cause of unnecessary and unwarranted drama. Most of all what I hate about friends and acquaintances in general is small talk.
The people that I socialize and/or work with, however, might think differently. Many of them consider me their friend but the feeling is not reciprocal. “Work friendships” are nothing more than forced daily interactions. This is one of the many reasons I chose the IT industry to work in. Most of the time I do not have to interact with people. When I do, I am very polite, approachable, sociable, and I try to appear as understanding as possible. I have made it quite a talent to get along with anyone because ultimately they may end up serving a need I have. On the surface I appear as just a simple family man trying to put food on the table and clothes on my children’s backs. On the inside, though, I am quite empty of any real feelings toward others. Acting friendly certainly has its drawbacks. Because I am so good at making myself approachable, I find myself stuck listening to people dribble on about their pathetic little lives, their kids, their spouses, what they ate for dinner, how their weekends went, ad nauseam.
I have no need of friends. Perhaps I should really say that I have no desire to have friends. I do indeed need people who think they are my friends. Don’t get me wrong, I have no problem socializing, but my superficially friendly interactions with people are anything but truly friendly. I see others only as a convenient way to get what I want or need. Yes, this sounds rather selfish and I suppose that it is. However, when you think about it, what are friends for, really? Are they not there to satisfy some need or want that you have? Do they not offer comfort in distressing times? Do they not offer joy and humor in good times? Do they not lend a shoulder to cry on or an ear to listen and understand when you just want to talk or vent about the terrible day you’ve had? All of these sound rather selfish to me. Why then are psychopaths looked down upon for simply recognizing the obvious? We’re able to see things in the most pragmatic light and yet we’re put down for not only seeing and using it to our advantage and benefit.