I have a love-hate relationship to people who jolt you out of your misery with their mental clarity. The sort of person I'm talking about won't display empathy if you bring them a personal problem. Instead, they will ask you a completely tangential question that forces you to think rationally. They are like mental chiropractors fixing a kink in your brain's neck by snapping it into place. I love it because it's so effective. I hate it because someone is cleverer than me.