Damn these people

Am I the only one who feels afraid?

Everywhere I turn I seem to see self-assured and confident people going about their way with such purpose and confidence. They look like they're going places and they look like they know exactly how to get to the place that they want to go, no sweat, easy peasy.

They look like they have a check-list and timeline all planned out, checking milestones on their to-do list, and nodding assuredly, murmuring to themselves, "1 down, only xx more to go."

They know all the right answers to all the questions, and all the right things to say and the right times to say it - with the right tone and the right words with just the correct amount of jest.  

Their effort seems effortless; they take 5 minutes to learn what the rest of us can't even begin to wrap our brains around. They are socially adept, and loved by all, even by the toothy security guard who speaks Martian. (These people will somehow be able to speak an alien language that nobody even knew existed.)

They work hard and play hard, surviving on merely fresh air and water; they don't eat or drink unhealthy food, in fact, they cook and pack their own food.

They work, play, cook, personally change the diapers of their half-a-dozen model-looking offsprings, and manage to there's-never-enought-time-we-just-have-to-make-time to go to the gym.

I hate these insufferable people for making it look so easy something that is so damn hard.


In fact, these wonder people can save the world with a snap of their perfect fingers. Why drag me and my ineptness, inaptitude and my reluctance to do non-Zynga work into the picture?

Now leave me and my grumpy lazy ass alone.