Logic or reason tell me that I am actually a pretty decent guy. Let me lay out my case for that:

Never-married late 40's white collar professional, been steadily employed full time since 2 days after I graduated from college in 1987, except for 2 one-year periods when I quit working to go back to school full-time. Been at my current job for 5 years, my boss is always saying nice things about me. Knowledgeable in probate, estate, and tax law. Two college degrees, one with a perfect 4.0 GPA, plus an additional year of courses to get a professional certification and a specialty certification. Registered with the IRS as a tax preparer for a numbe r of types of returns. I was an overweight unhappy mess a year ago, so I joined a gym, hired trainers, bought a bike, and now I do weights, cardio, cycling, swim, ski, snowshoe, run, am in the best physical shape of my adult life, planning on doing triathlons next year. I lost 60 lbs, feel great, and had to ditch all of my old clothes for a new wardrobe. Strictly suit and tie weekdays, weekends rugged casual/outdoorsy look. Not a bad-looking guy, i had a young ladyntell me yesterday I look like Greg Kinnear, the actor, I guess i could do worse. Very much a neat freak about things, including my appearance,,clothes, hair,,etc. I make a decent living, pay my bills, pay my taxes, own a house outright. I,don't smoke, drink, or do drugs, never have. My big brush with the law was getting a ticket for going 32 in a 25. I do,whatever kind of house and yard work is necessary. I am a great cook. I have been a good father to 3 dogs over the years. I'm sure I could go on,,but you get the gist of it.

So, why do I feel like the scum of the earth?