Garry was the most pessimistic man I have ever known. He spent the day finding things to be unpleased about. I think it is the only thing that truly ever made him happy.
I used to love the days when he came into the office, complaining about the temperature, the walk, the lack of money, the rudeness of people... I used to tease him mercilessly in order to somehow, someday make him smile in the slightest. I saw it once and it pleased me to no end.
He was gruff and bitter and thought the sky was falling at every turn. I adored him. He amused me greatly. And yet, I doubt he ever realized it. And it totally would have pissed him off if he had.