I won't tolerate that kind of tolerance from you, bucko

You know that feeling you have when you think you should like somebody, but you just can't? The person has done nothing to piss you off, everybody else enjoys his company—like that one really popular guy at work, or a friend's super-sweet boyfriend, or the new person who gets drawn into your group of friends—but you just can't make yourself like him? It's a weird sensation, and I don't like it. I never know what I'm supposed to do. I mean, sure, I'm civil and sometimes I even put up a front of jovial acquaintance, but inside I'm sort of like, "Uh...go away now. You irritate me....no, no reason. Run along now. Shoo." I don't want to hang out and I'm only hanging on to civility by the barest thread for the sake of the people who like this person. And then I feel guilty, but I can't tell anybody about it because nobody has any idea what I'm talking about. (Shut up, it is too an unusual occurrance.)

"What, you don't like Svetlana? But she's great! You just don't really know her. You'll get over it, and then you'll love her." Yeah, no. I won't, because she irritates me, and now you irritate me too, for not listening and not agreeing with my very rational snap judgment. Go play with your too-good-to-be-true friend and leave me to my curmudgeoning.

I don't really have a solution for this, as you can tell. I don't even have any good suggestions, except to say don't tell me who I will and will not like, because I know, thank you very much, even if I don't know why. *snaps teeth*