Hats off to you, Mr. Durden

Apparently I'm a much more pure person than I give myself credit for. Perhaps even a super-being of some sort (I've certainly got my share of minor-superpowers, but that's stored away for a series of posts and a spin-off novel). I run into this quite a bit, and while at first I thought it was just the odd motivations of a few people I knew, I'm starting to think that I might be in the minority here.

I'll make the statement that seems to bother people, then go from there: I have everything I want.

Or, more accurately, there's nothing that I really want enough to pursue. This was something I had to explain to my parents (when they wanted me to get a job), my relatives (when they want to buy me things), and most recently my co-workers* (when they can't believe I don't want overtime).

I've looked into this deeply over the course of several seconds, and realized that most of the things I want can't be bought outright. So, rather than ponder at why the people in my immediate vicinity have such strange values, from now on I've decided to accept that I am simply a more evolved creature, completely above materialism at least where it involves extra effort on my part.

Tyler would be proud.

* they also stared me with incredulity when I would forget to pick up my check at Best Buy for two weeks in a row. What? I can't be expected to bother with these things.