People who hardly dance all night and then, when you've been on the floor for hours come and invade your personal space because (insert timeless classic of your choice) comes on.
People who routinely slag off Russ Winstanley just 'cos it's become kind of expected that that's what die-hard soulies do.
People who still think women and young 'uns can't deejay.
People who worry more about what a tune is worth (or rather what it costs) than what it sounds like
Blokes who amble in to a soul night at 11.30 after a dozen Stellas in the alehouse and hit the dancefloor, sending all and sundry flying, only to retire with a John Barnes hamstring or asthma attack symptoms 90 seconds later
People who are never knowingly wrong.
Apart from that little lot I'm cool