Another in the hated it category. It was a show about people I would hate if I ever met them in real life, and it didn't give me a reason not to hate them in fiction, either.
And I never saw the point in paying attention to people I hate; even laughing at, not with, people like that is a waste of my time.
I think you were more likely to love it if you were a New Yorker.
I was also a sucker for the show's guiding principles: No hugging; no learning.
I also hated it. I thought they were all mean, mean people, and I have enough mean people in my life without watching them on TV.
Liked the show until Susan's death, which was treated so callously I couldn't like the characters after that.
Oh, man. I've felt so alone in my Seinfeld hate.
It disgusted and failed to amuse me.
I never liked it either. I'm so glad I'm not the only one.
Suddenly, I feel alone in my Seinfeld love.
Sometimes I wasn't terribly amused, but other times I thought it was really pretty funny.
You're not Jon. I like Seinfeld a lot. I wouldn't want to know those people in real life, but they're perfectly fine on my TV