I’m even more extreme; I despise all wine, even the sweet stuff. It tastes so bad I can’t decide if there’s something wrong with me, or if the whole wine thing is an elaborate emperor’s-new-clothes thing.
That said, I don’t look down on wine or its aficonados - in fact, I really wish I liked wine, because it’s apparent I’m missing something awfully cool. I’ve tried, Lord knows. It is a taste I seem unable to acquire.
I don’t care for wine either. I’ve tried lots and lots of wine and only a very few wines have I ever tasted were even merely palatable.
I don’t care for most beers either for that matter. I will tolerate them at best for sipping, on rare occasion. My favorite beers are the ones that beer afficianados sneer at as watered-down piss. In my book, the less it tastes like beer, the better. So things like bud light, coors light, and corona are great for me.
Don’t care for coffee, but I don’t hate it either. I never go out of my way to drink it. Sometimes coworkers will push it on me and I’ll sip a cup or two. Other than that, barely ever.
I’m not a sports guy at all but I can watch a few with friends and family and kind of get into it at times. Otherwise I just don’t see the point. I only watch to spend time with others who intrinsically enjoy them.
Frankly, I’m not all that much into sex either. Sex is mostly just ok for me. I’ve had great outstanding sex and terrible sex, so I know the difference. But when I’m in love with a person, I get so much more satisfaction from just sharing my life with them in the day to day than I do from the sex. And sex without love can be kind of fun I guess from time to time but it’s never been a big deal for me at all, which is an extremely alien view for a lot of gay guys who love to have as much sex as possible and as unattached as possible.
Beaches- Hot sun, sticky sea mist, sand everywhere, and nothing to do I’m interested in. On vacation I’ll do the obligatory Corona commercial scene for about an hour before I go looking for anything else to do.
Beer.
Baseball.
Basketball.
Golf.
Just about any other sport/game (including hockey) involving a ball.
Fishing.
The first is utterly vile - I’ve never understood how people can drink that stuff.
The others are all incredibly boring.
So-called “reality TV”
Karaoke
Anything where people make total and utter fools out of themselves in front of lots of people for “entertainment”
It’s just painful. Painful to watch, painful to hear, painful knowing that these people think that they’re super-talented legends… there is no redeeming value in it whatsoever. I turn away from trainwrecks, and that’s what that stuff is.
Cilantro
Country Music
Rap Music
Sports
Romantic Comedy films
Drug use
Anal Sex (Not that I’ve had any experience of this or any other forms of sex, but the idea of doing it where your feces comes out, be it heterosexual or homosexual, holds very little appeal for me)
Vacuum cleaners
Toast
Curiously Strong Mints
Shop mannequins
Throw pillows
High-speed rail
Ocelots
Sellotape
Parasols
Snow shoes
For me it’s not just “parties” (scare quotes because to me the word “party” suggests some sort of celebratory social gathering, whereas I realize some people use the term for any kind of friendly social gathering). For me, it goes right down to going out to eat with a group of people. Do. Not. Enjoy. I so, so prefer to eat alone, because I like to read while I eat. Reading would be rude when eating with other people. I also eat quickly, because I’m one of those oddballs who likes to eat my food while it’s still hot, and when eating in a group I invariably finish long before everybody else.
And there’s the obligatory “conversation” part of eating in a group. I suck at conversation. I blame my dad, who, when I was growing up, completely monopolized every single conversation at meals and in small social gatherings, leaving me learning to be a “good listener”. But it’s not just me with my particular groups. I’ve worked in restaurants for nearly 30 years, and I’ve observed the same thing with a lot of groups, particularly groups that go out late at night and linger over coffee. In any given group of 5-8 people, there’s usually the one person who does virtually all the talking, a few others who occasionally interject, and that one guy who just sits there the whole time saying almost nothing and not looking like he’s enjoying himself … yet there he is, with the group every single night.
Lampshades. I’ve already paid perfectly good money for the lightbulb in order to brighten the room, and now you’re telling me I have to pay more to hang a little fabric cover over it in order to make everything that bit dimmer again? Does not compute.
Maybe you should try vacationing other than at the beach.
Alcohol in general. I’ve tried a few different alcoholic drinks and generally thought they tasted horrible. And I don’t understand the appeal of losing control of yourself and possibly doing something you regret.
Long hair on women. Seriously, why? It takes forever to maintain, gets in the way a lot, and just covers everything else up. Is there really that large a portion of the population who says stuff like “I’ll only date/fuck/marry you if you have long hair”?
Metal, grunge, or country music. No, I don’t want to hear Carrie Underwood over the speakers at the supermarket, or anywhere else. I can’t believe country is so popular now.
Stimulant drugs used recreationally, like a methamphetamine addict kicking back and IVing a large amount of meth. I just don’t get it at all, the one drug type I simply don’t understand. And I can even say that say if you were a long haul trucker or taxi driver and needed to be alert, I could get that. But being tweaked out of your mind for weeks until you’re fighting with shadow people due to sleep deprivation. What the hell is enjoyable about that?!
Pretty much the case here in New England. The beach is mainly for teenagers to flirt, drink, and watch other people. But as on Cape Cod, you do get that rare day in late August/early September, when the ocean hits 75 degrees..and then its so neat. You can almost imagine yourself in the Caribbean.
Oh silly me, I forgot women only do things so men will date/fuck/marry them :smack:
Anyway, put me down as another one who hates shopping, especially for clothes and shoes. I also cannot get the point of stilletto heels, or the vast majority of the time, makeup.
I agree with quite a few already posted. I am an introvert. But I am a driver; Car, truck and 2 motorcycles. Motorcycling has gotten even better w/ MP3 players and GPS. I don’t agree w/ ‘you just need the right car’ (nor the ‘you just haven’t tasted xxx’)
Coffee I never acquired / developed the taste, I don’t care for the smell of that isle of the grocery store. But I do appreciate caffeine; I get mine from diet coke.
Camping / RVing I get the concept, but the reality of my experience is you’re packed in with everyone else at the ‘camp site’ and everyone’s music, arguing and/or generators totally ruin the concept that you’re in the ‘great out doors’. The limitations outweigh the cost and benefits. I guess I’m ‘ruined’ by being an Eagle scout.
Extreme fans of anything
Cat videos – and people that video EVERYTHING
Watching TV
Reading novels
Watching professional sports
Golf
Summer and very hot weather
Cats
Video games
Religion
Cruises (though I admit I have never been on one)
Gambling
Tattoos
I thought you liked football!
Getting drunk. I really don’t see the appeal. You act stupid, look terrible, and end up sick. And then you feel terrible the next day. Why do people enjoy this?
Getting overly drunk. A light glow is nice, falling down drunk is not. You simply need to know your ability to tolerate and metabolize alcohol. When I was young, I had a hell of a tolerance, as time has rolled on I need less and less to get a slight buzz. Now, a single drink is pretty much my limit.