“There are two kinds of people in the world… avoid them.”
Now that’s a maxim worthy of a brass plaque on the outhouse door. It sounds simple, but it carries the weight of every barn-raising, barroom brawl, and board meeting ever held.
You see, the minute someone starts dividing folks into two neat piles, you’d better hide the silverware and your better judgment, because they’re about to sell you a half-truth disguised as the whole hog. Life doesn’t run on tidy little categories—it runs like the Mississippi in spring flood: muddy, sprawling, and full of surprises that’ll knock your raft sideways.
People who carve humanity into “this kind” and “that kind” usually forget the third kind—the kind sitting quiet in the back, watching the whole circus, and figuring out how to slip away with the peanuts. And nine times out of ten, that’s the one worth knowing.
So when you hear that phrase—“two kinds of people”—tip your hat politely and keep walking. It’s not that they’re wrong, exactly. It’s just that the truth has more kinds than two, and they’re never the kind holding the chalk at the blackboard.
As for me, I’d say there are really only two kinds of people in the world:
The ones who think they can classify everybody else.
The ones smart enough to avoid the first bunch.
And if you’re clever, you’ll join the second camp, which—ironically enough—means you’re avoiding camps altogether.
That’s the rub !
That’s all I have to say, I will say no more.
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