I like dogs, but I\u2019m a cat person.<\/p>\n
Sometimes when you learn the meaning of a term, it can be very disappointing. I remember when I was a kid, we were going to meet one of my mom’s friends, and she described him as a “cat person.” We got there, and I was like, wait, so you just like<\/em> cats? Dude, that’s a cat-liker.<\/em> A cat person’s a different story. Why does Steven never go in the pool? Oh, he’s a cat<\/em> person.
\n– Demetri Martin<\/p><\/blockquote>\nHere’s a broad generalization:\u00a0Dogs prioritize food and fun. Cats prioritize comfort. They seem to be on a constant mission to be as comfortable as possible. What\u2019s the best blanket to sit on? Which surfaces retain the most heat in the winter, and are coolest in the summer? In which location are people most likely to leave you alone?<\/p>\n
I can totally understand that. I like comfortable clothes. I pay for extra legroom. I stopped going to a dry cleaner because they asked me a confusing question (“Do you want these to be dry cleaned?”) once. I like to do things that I know I\u2019m good at. I try to optimize my life to be as comfortable as possible.<\/p>\n
To give you a sense of how easily bothered I am: I get upset when I accidentally breathe on my own arm.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Michael Wyszomierski (@Wysz) September 6, 2014<\/a><\/p><\/blockquote>\n