Not sure why this came to mind a couple of days ago, but I really haven’t been able to come up with any for myself. I’m thinking primarily about mindset, how they react to things/people, and attributes other than external appearance.
I guess I’m too nondescript to be worth telling a story about. Maybe I should reread some Dickens. There HAS to be a minor character in one of his books…
One of my high school English teachers once told me I reminded her of Bartleby, the Scrivener.
As for how I see myself these days in terms of mindset, reactions to things/people, and attributes other than external appearance, I would say I’m kinda like a sandworm.
I’ve always identified pretty hard with Lisa Simpson. I was this extremely academic and morally self-righteous child plonked in the middle of a conservative-leaning working class family who didn’t understand me. And I’m a Buddhist.
I could always very well relate to the protagonists in Franz Kafka’s novels “The Trial” and “The Castle”. I often found myself in jobs where I felt the same frustrations, absurdities and Sisyphean struggles that led to nothing. It didn’t help that I have a history of mental health problems, which often were caused by jobs that stressed me out. I retired three years ago and still have regular nightmares where I find myself in Kafkaesque professional situations of having to fulfill impossible, meaningless tasks that lead to nothing. After I read the excellent three-volume Kafka biography by Reiner Stach, I understood that Kafka’s literary nightmares were inspired by his own life, so I can not only relate to his characters, but also to his own struggles in life.
That’s another character I could instantly relate to, though I never had the guts or the strength to tell anybody “I would prefer not to”. The story is a clear predecessor of Kafka’s work, and I wonder if Kafka knew the story.
This is kind of awful, but I’ve had several people (who don’t know each other) tell me I remind them of Jackie from That 70’s Show. They say it’s a combination of the way I look and the way I speak. (Nobody has ever said that it’s because I’m a brat like her, but it’s always possible that they think it and don’t say it!)