A jihad against 29yo

29yo

Your 29 now, yet you still live your grandparents. You've had quite steadying well paid jobs yet you still refuse to move out for bullshit reasons. You have almost 0 friends, you have to hang around us, cos were the ones lumbered with you. You keep mentioning every little shitty thing that happened at work! I really really don't care. Any chance of one of us taking control of the conversation to some more normal and interesting gets ignored completely and goes back to you sad life.

you also have zero sense of style. Well, zero is at least a number, I think null sense of style is appropriate. Its just completely non existant that you arent even aware.
As most guys, i have no interest in fashion, but I know how to represent myself. You wonder why you've been single for fuck knows how many years, no guy wants to date a "girl" who wears the same t shirt and jogging bottoms every single day, I'm just glad its not permitted dress code where you work, because you'd wear that into the office, no doubt. Put on a dress or something. A little bit of colour won't hurt. Also, you're fat. Ok, I won't judge someone for being fat, I'm not that sort of person, but you've been going to the gym all these years, how have you gained so much weight?

So I've had to listen to you mention that you were hoping to be married by now and have your own home. Often suggested in a way that it's not your fault, OF COURSE IT IS! Nobody's in charge of your life except you.

You refuse to conform to the norms of society. I agree that a lot of it is stupid like getting shitfaced every weekend and people applauding the guy with a traffic cone on his head while the smart creative ones are rejected. However, at least they have interests and aspirations, you virtually have none. I ask what things your into. There doesnt seem to be anything. No movies, no new music since 1999, no books, no tv shows, no clubs, no holidays further than 50 miles, no past times. Thats they the conversions you have are focused on when you're at work, and you can't participate in ours. It's the only thing that happens in your life.

But get this... . At the same time you keep lecturing me and everyone else on how to live or improve our lives. Well, thanks but er... I'm alright. And please stop showing me job vacancies for lame job roles that are less involved, further down the food chain and generally are boring things the senior guys in that office are delegating because they won't touch it, just because it pays a bit more. Life is not all about money. I love my current job, even though it's underpaid for the level of work I'm doing, happiness is more important than anything else, unfortunately you havent realised this.

However, God forbid that I (we) suggest ways of improving yourself, often followed by some crap excuse, deniability, and someone's turned back on how I'm not perfect. Well, you're right, I'm not. I know what my flaws are, and I'm working really hard on overcoming them. You simply refuse to acknowledge your own flaws.


I really really really want to tell you alll this. Not for my good, but I am genuinely concerned that your life will remain more sucky than ever. One day I'll grow a pair of balls and do so.
Declared by Annoyed on Sunday, September 23, 2012