The more the scarier

I am not a more the merrier type person. When I say I would like to do something with you that is exactly what I mean. You. Not you and your three best friends unless we are attending a class reunion.

If I say, "Oh, please don't bother." I mean it!

The last thing I want before doing something fun is to be kept waiting for late comers and the last thing I want at the end of a long trip, or day, is to come home to a house full of people that I will have to interact with, or possibly entertain.

People who need people seem to find joy in the chaos of interminable indecision. Factor in all the possibilities each extra person brings with them and by the time those decisions are finally made I want to throttle most of the people around me.

I can't tell you how many times I've been held hostage by some inconsiderate person who relies on the fact that others don't want to hurt her feelings, so they are willing to wait hours while this person satisfies all her personal urges. She sees herself as fun loving and free. I see her as annoying as hell.

The more the merrier is actually the more the scarier. The possibilities for misery are endless.