I seem to be a very good judge of people, but on the other, I have an astounding talent for befriending and trusting wolves in sheeps' clothing, finks, liars, weasels, stealth psychopaths, and pond scum.

... Me too. I'm trying to unlearn it, but so far it's been like trying to unlearn blindness. And makes me feel stupid trying. But finding out I've been had is even more trying.