I think it would be a tad hypocritical to state any resentment toward philosophers, since they're by nature, not that much different from me. While I'm not personally interested in "philosophy," for lack of a better term, I would certainly describe myself as a thinker, I just have different interests, so I spend my time thinking about different things. The study of philosophy does annoy me to a degree though, because of the expectation that we should appreciate each philosophy as unique or extraordinary when many of them are redundant or mundane.
I remember when I was a kid, I independently developed my own sort of quasi-existentialist theory, when thinking about an argument that I had with my mom earlier that day. She said that I had to eat. I didn't argue with her about it at the time, but was later thinking to myself that people didn't really have to eat, just like they didn't really have to breath. Of course, they would die if they didn't, but they would all die anyway, so the outcome was the same and even as a small child I realized that. Obviously I didn't put as much effort into the thought as a true, learned philosopher would have, but that doesn't mean I would have either, because even at that young age, I had the insight to realize (or at least assume) that everyone else already knew what I knew and had accepted it, so naturally I didn't think it was worth talking about. That and I couldn't read or write.
So naturally I'm just a little bit irritated that a professor would see it fit to spend an entire week's worth of class discussing what I thought we've all known since childhood. On the other side, I do enjoy making some really lame ass jokes, such as a couple weeks ago when one of my friends said he had to read a book about existentialism before class the next day, to which I replied "you don't have to read it." Then my ex was like "what's existentialism?" and I was like "I just told you." Then the guy said that he probably should read it because he didn't attend the previous class and I replied once more that from the professor's perspective, he was probably the one student who "got it."
EDIT: My humor is very dry.
EDIT2: I just remembered that I also independently came up with the notion that I don't know that other people and the environment around me really exist and that I can't prove that other people actually are autonomous beings. Strangely, I even remember where I was and what I was doing when this occured to me. I was in kindergarten, it was a beautiful sunny day, the school day had just ended and I was walking toward my school bus.
Out of curiosity, did everyone else have such active minds when they were that young, or am I just strange? It seems to me that most adults don't expect or even believe that kids can be deep like that.
