I used to love forms when I was a child, but they were very simple forms - just name, address, hobbies, age etc. I couldn't understand why adults hated their forms until I grew up and saw them for myself. Now I hate them. For one thing, the consequences of getting anything wrong can be quite bad. For another, there's always questions that don't make sense. Or some that I don't have the answers for. Web forms can be better if they're well-designed - I can amend my responses - but it's easier to fudge an answer on a paper form, because the Web forms often don't let you proceed until you've entered something in their preferred format
Last one insisted on dates as DD/MM/YYYY, which was silly because one of the questions was "when did your condition first become a problem?" - I was stuck for about 10 minutes on that one, because there's no definitive answer and certainly no exact date for it, unless it's my date of birth, but I figured AS doesn't really show for at least a year or two. My perfectionism and pathological honesty make it very difficult for me to decide on answers like that, I get locked onto one question and forget the big picture.....some people just glibly leave all sorts of fields blank, but I have to really ponder whether or not I'll get away with doing that.
Some questions seem to have ulterior motives - e.g. "do you know the likely cost of re-building your house?" - that was from a financial adviser who was keen to sell me some house insurance with extra cover for re-building in the event of the house falling down, though I was only there to check out better ways of investing my savings.
I'd have been less suspicious if there had been a balancing question "do you think your house is likely to fall down in your lifetime?" but the form shied away from that issue.
But I like questions generally (I guess most of what we all do on WP is to answer questions). I haven't been tired of questions very often - when I have, it's been because somebody's just asked too many of them, too rapidly, which eventually wears me down, like too many demands on my attention usually does. At least with questions you get the chance to speak, whereas with general attention-seeking you very often don't.