Gil A. Waters is no one in particular; just a generic middle-class white boy, born in the bowels of the Midwest and raised in a bland East Coast suburb. He is a misanthrope who hungers for human connections. Even though he doesn’t like people all that much, he desperately needs their validation to compensate for the fact that he has no intrinsic sense of self-worth. He finds the world to be a largely uninhabitable place, yet is forced by an accident of birth to live in it. However, he tries to see the humor in his existential predicament.