I cannot for the life of me figure out why I like sushi. It totally violates my texture rules. And yet, if I could afford it, I would eat it every day.
I get queasy every time I think about how much the presidential candidates are spending on their campaigns.
How do people in customer service positions get away with being such jerks (I really wanted to use a stronger word here)?
I believe that ass-weasel is the word you must be looking for.