Skip to main content
  1. Dispatches/

This May Make Me A Terrible Person

·506 words·3 mins
Articles Confessions Hate Kids Livejournal Moment Personality Flaws Self Awareness
Daniel Andrlik
Author
Daniel Andrlik
Daniel Andrlik lives in the suburbs of Philadelphia. By day he manages product teams. The rest of the time he is a podcast host and producer, writer of speculative fiction, a rabid reader, and a programmer.

You know, I came to a realization tonight, one that surprised me. In retrospect, it’s been in my mind for a while now, but I haven’t allowed it to really solidify, because in some ways it makes me appear a little heartless, even to myself. However, the truth has to come out and after holding it in so long, and even hiding it from myself, I feel compelled to proclaim it; to own it.

So here it is: I hate kids.

I mean it. For years I have tried to ignore the irritation and frustration I have felt in the presence of children; I have tried to pass it off as awkwardness, like I didn’t know how best to relate to them. Come to think of it, I even wrote a post about this very same thing back when I was willing to rationalize away my emotional reactions. I would say it was just my inexperience, or my desire to have someone who could communicate on my level. But it is simpler than that: I just hate kids.

OK, maybe hate is too strong a word, but I certainly don’t like kids.

Kids are loud, their excited voices almost inevitably make me cringe. Their energy causes them to run around, which I find distracting and annoying. I am not immune to cuteness, kids do cute things sometimes; so does my cat, but being around my cat is not the grating experience that I find the company of children to be. I’m sure a psychologist could have a lot of fun figuring out where all this antipathy comes from, but here we are. The worst part of it is that it is so socially unacceptable to admit this in company that I’ve been avoiding it for ages. As a result, I now have this strong desire to be very upfront about it in inappropriate ways.

  • “No, I do not want to hold your baby.”
  • “No, I do not want your kid to come in and say hello.”
  • “No, I do not want to show your kid what I’m doing.”
  • “No, I do not want your kid to show me what they are doing, or introduce me to their new toy.”
  • “No, I do not want to play a game with your kid.”
  • “Yes, your kid is probably very cute, but s/he’s fucking boring.”

I will be much more polite than this in person, but the urge will be there. :-)

I am sure at some point in my life this will change, and there is some precedent for this. I mean, not to compare kids with animals, but in general I really dislike dogs, however I have always loved my dogs. I’m sure that when the time comes for me to have children, I will love my kids and think they are the most wonderful people in the world. And I do plan on having kids someday. Hell, in some ways, I am even looking forward to it!

I probably still won’t like your kids though. Sorry.

Related

NaNoWriMo: Day One
·70 words·1 min
Articles Nanowrimo Personal Video Writing
I can’t decide if NaNoWriMo is harder than I thought it would be, or if I’m just a bigger wimp than I thought I was. Regardless, it is tough. So, rather than writing out a long entry about it, when I should be working on the novel, I decided it would be quicker to record a quick video.
Code Revision and NaNoWriMo
·514 words·3 mins
Articles Announcements Coding Django Nanowrimo Writing
I have not had time to post here in a while. My new job has kept me very busy and most of the time when I get home I just want to relax and spend time with my girlfriend.
Comments Closed Temporarily While I Do Some Plumbing
·79 words·1 min
Articles Akismet Announcements Development
Photo by golfer4life under a Creative Commons license. I’ve had to shut off commenting functionality for the time being folks. The spammers have been trying hard to get in, and the code that I’ve written to run comments though Akismet for spam checking is occasionally resulting in a spinning process on the server if it gets too many requests.