I have come to the con­clu­sion that I will never under­stand some peo­ple. A fact, that I’m per­fectly fine with. The types of peo­ple that will con­tinue to be com­plete enig­mas for me (and not in a good way) are:
My Life Sucks — These peo­ple always focus on every shitty thing in their life. They want you to feel sorry for them, and when you don’t they get bitchy. I won­der why? Don’t let these peo­ple drag you into they’re pool of neg­a­tiv­ity. You just might drown.
Dra-mat-ick — These peo­ple make a big deal out of every­thing. For exam­ple you might hear them say some­thing along the lines of, “OMG! My son fell at his baby-sitter’s today and got a bloody lip, I’m suing!” Ick.
I’m Dying-  With these types of peo­ple every lit­tle head cold, mole, toe stub­bing is a cause to worry and put a call into their MD, or head for the near­est emer­gency room– they might even call 911. They self diag­nose them­selves with all kinds of com­pul­sions OCD being at the top of their list. These types also like the atten­tion they get from they’re naïve friends, who often times give them sappy looks of con­cern. What sucks about these peo­ple, is that when they actu­ally are sick, you kinda won­der if they really are. These peo­ple are not above fak­ing an ill­ness or injury.
The Big Shot — This per­son thinks they’re a rock star com­plete with “peo­ple”, case in point, they’ll often say “I’ll have my peo­ple call your peo­ple.” I’m left won­der­ing what peo­ple? Unless of course they’re talk­ing about my fol­low­ers on twit­ter.
The Gos­siper — This per­son fre­quently begins a sen­tence with, “Don’t tell So, and So…” News flash… “It ALWAYS get’s back to So and So.” Dumb ass!
Two-Face — These types lit­er­ally have two faces — it’s just hard to tell some­times because they are so sweet to your face, but the moment you turn your back they’re stick­ing their tongue out at you, and run­ning over to your neighbor’s house to “chat” about you. (AKA “The Gos­siper”.)
Pity-full-of-dung- These types are BFF’s with the “I’m Dying” type. Mis­ery loves com­pany and when you don’t agree that they’re life is piti­ful they go into a long tyrant that might begin with a “Whoa-is me…” I fre­quently roll my eyes at these peo­ple. (AKA “My Life Sucks).
The Hater — These types dis­like every­one and every­thing, includ­ing them­selves, they espe­cially dis­like The Big Shot. I avoid these peo­ple at all costs.
Mr./Ms. Per­fect — These types want every­one and their mother to think them per­fect… They’ve been known to lock them­selves in a closet or bath­room and binge on choco­late chip cook­ies while swig­ging from a bot­tle of Boones. These peo­ple are excel­lent bak­ers. So if they offer you a cookie-take it!
The Ther­a­pist — These peo­ple can’t take they’re own advice, but love to dish it. The Gos­siper loves to pay a visit to The Ther­a­pist, because he/she’s got all the goods on everyone!

All these types of peo­ple love atten­tion in any form. These peo­ple con­found me — and are bet­ter off avoided.

That’s my list for now… got any of your own. Feel free to leave me a comment.