Becoming asianist? Heighthist?

I think I'm becoming racist.

Or I just don't like people in general. But I'll let you decide.

I work at a gym, the pool part of they gym to be specific and I've really started hating people. Particularly asian people (with the exception of one guy who is really nice). It seems like they just cause trouble. It all started when that woman took a guy's goggles and they ended up in a yelling match over it. She was asian. Then there's the woman who can't seem to find a bathing suit that doesn't show her nipples (also asian). Or the woman we termed Godzilla's mother (asian), Green Penis man (asian), the guy who has the kid who can't swim, the kid that throws the ball at his grandmother repeatedly (all asain). Oh, my favorite, the guy who hangs his bag over the ring bouy even after we've told him he can't do it. And guess what, he's also asian.

Mike also hates asian people, and I can't say I blame him. He's upstairs and it seems like it's always the asian people who cause the most trouble for him. The woman who asks a question then tells him he's wrong, or the one who barks orders at him like he's a dog, the ones that ask him to change the channel, but won't tell him what channel to change it to, the ones that don't use the equipment right and then tell other people how to use it wrong as well. Yep, all asian. I really think I'm becoming... asianist?

But then there's The Void. I'm not sure what ethnicity this guy is but he is blacker than black and he's not a black man. He's stupid. He has a little girl who is just as black and can't swim and he claims that she can and I want to drown them both. I hate them.

Then there's the fat people. I'm telling you now, if you're significantly overweight, hairy, bulge-y, or just generally gross and disgusting, don't wear a speedo or a bikini! And they're mean! They argue with you about getting out of the pool, they dive into the water and then don't understand why they get yelled at. It's fricken 4-5.5 feet of water! I hate fat people. Does that make me fatist? Or facist?

Then I really can't stand guys who are shorter than me that insist on thinking they stand a chance at flirting with me. There's this one guy and no matter when he sees me he has this undying urge to wink at me. I have him by about 6 inches. Then there's the teenage boys that walk on deck and about ten minutes later I see them up in the window to the workout floor staring down at me, smiling and waving and I want to shoot myself. Or if I'm up working out, the short guy has to take the machine next to me and try to flirt with me. Now usually I don't care. But recent events have had me considering aspects of my past. Particularly my dating past, and I've decided something. Now that I'm actually dating someone who is taller than me, I will never again date someone my height. It's not going to happen, ever, ever again.

Heighthist. That is the determination.

I really think I just hate people. And I'm okay with that.