And here is why being a robot would be better:

So you meet someone and you hit it off and there is that moment of 'fuck yeah!'..or some variation. And then you decided to pursue this interest, and everything is like a field of mother fucking daisies for you.

Oh, people warn you.

They say "he's a great guy..." but then there is a trail off. There is a point along the road where 'buts' and (sometimes) 'butts' come into play. But "fuck that" you say. "I'm gonna pursue the SHIT outta this!"

And then there comes the time for you to learn and then you find yourself taking care of this over-sized baby who can't make it into his own bed. And you realize that you wasted all of this time for someone who was wonderful and hilarious and smart but is just going to throw his life away on a fermented liquid and is NOT going to change for you. Tough mother fucking luck.

And then you leave as soon as possible and take a really hot shower and scrub off the bad decisions you've made.

And then you realize that you gave him a really good painting as a sign of affection, and now you want it back because it took a really long time to do.

And that is when you realize that being a robot would be better.