I had a roommate some years back who exhibited what was, to me, some strange behavior. He would drive me nuts, and I’m curious as to what his problem was. Some examples of Doug’s behavior:
– When watching spectator sports on television (specifically baseball and football), his favorite teams (the Cleveland Indians and the Dallas Cowboys, or whichever team he happened to be rooting for if neither of those teams was playing in the game currently being viewed) never lost a game because the other team honestly beat them. In every case, the team’s loss was the fault of crooked — not faulty, but crooked — officiating.
Anecdote: At one point Doug rented a big screen TV to watch football on, and put it in his bedroom since I already had a TV in the living room. A previous roommate stopped by to visit one Sunday afternoon, and when he saw that big TV he said, “I’m gonna go watch the game in there!” He lasted about fifteen minutes. When he came back out to watch the game in the living room with me, he was shaking his head in disbelief at Doug’s behavior (yelling at the screen and cussing the officials). He said, “That guy is unfuckingbelievable!”
– Doug liked to play video games. I had a Super Nintendo system, and Doug liked to play the baseball video game I had. And of course, the video game always cheated. When he was pitching and the computer-controlled batter hit a home run, he would shout, “Oh BULLSHIT!” If he was batting, and the computer-controlled outfielder caught his high fly ball at the wall, or if he struck out, he would shout, “Oh BULLSHIT!” He constantly complained about the way the game “cheated”. And not just on sports games. Super Mario Brothers cheated, too. And every other video game he played. I told him once, as a joke, that I’d found out that all video games come with a special “Doug chip” that can tell when he’s playing and make the game cheat against him. I’m not sure he realized I was joking.
– The police were always “harassing” him. At that time, neither one of us had a driver’s license (I’d lost mine to a DUI a couple years earlier, and Doug never had one), and so we were walking to work together one evening. Doug spotted a city police car sitting in a parking lot driveway, waiting to pull into traffic. The most direct path on our route to work would have been to keep walking the direction we were going, passing in front of the police car. That would have been good enough for me, but Doug was having none of it. As soon as he spotted the police car, he announced, “I’m going this way!”. He made a quick left to take the “back way” to work so that the “damn cop” wouldn’t see him. Mind you, Doug had no criminal record. I strongly suspected that any actual “harassment” he was experiencing was the direct result of his tendency to flee every time he spotted a police officer. You know, “So, why did you run?”
– At work, he won a baseball cap embroidered with our company logo in one of the various “incentive contests” the company would run every now and then. So he started wearing the cap while he worked. The manager told him he couldn’t wear it while he was working, since it wasn’t part of the dress code. No biggie, right? Wrong. Doug’s response was to take the cap outside, stand in front of the front door, and set the cap on fire right in front of customers who were entering the building. Needless to say, that was Doug’s last day on the job.
I should add (though perhaps it’s obvious) that Doug was not especially bright. I think he may have been in the “special education” program when he was in school, but he wasn’t noticeably “retarded”. He was self-sufficient and quite capable of working a full-time job and taking care of himself.
So, what do you think Doug’s problem was? Paranoia? Major persecution complex? Too much childhood drilling on how things should be “fair”, resulting in anything that didn’t go his way being interpreted as “unfair”? What?