There are certain people I just cannot understand.
You've met this type. He's male. Kind of bro-y. Very chill. You meet him for the first time and ask him what he's in to. He responds:
BRO: Uh...I don't know...like...sleeping? And, like....eating?
This is simply preposterous. Your interests are SURVIVING?
Dude, EVERYONE likes to sleep and eat! We're humans! It's what we do! But for most of us, those things are not interests, they're necessities. Fully developed people have real interests, like wakeboarding or stamp collecting or bird watching.
So, yes, I simply cannot understand people who have been on this earth for like twenty years and still haven't found something more interesting than simply staying alive.
Okay I'm done.