One of my “words to live by” phrases (besides “Don’t tie your cows to the bleachers”) is:

I don’t like everybody, so why would I think everybody should like me?

I don’t and I don’t. 

This is why I’m okay when certain people do not seem drawn to the fucking ray of sunshine and effervescence that is moi. 

I am sure I am an acquired taste, as it were – and I’ve had lots (and lots) of years to get used to my own piquant taste.

So if you like me, great.  If you don’t like me, great.  If I like you, great. If I don’t like you, great.

You do you and I’ll do me.

Let’s just try to get along and be civil when circumstances cause our paths to cross.