It does seem to be a very 21st century thing to treat an unwanted romantic conversational overture as a form of assault.

I suspect it’s even more so with terminally online people who are too socially awkward to be able to just brush someone off and move on, without being haunted by it for the next four decades.

I get that sometimes there are men who go too far and make a situation untenable, and absolutely fuck those guys, but overall I think we’re going in the wrong direction in society where people just don’t talk to each other any more.

If it’s any consolation I can guarantee that nobody will remember that.

Posts like this always make me wonder how many people are telling stories of deadpan jokes I made in their presence, that they didn’t realize were jokes.

Normally I wouldn’t make fun, but he even typed the word Celsius in his reply. It’s almost like some small part of his brain was trying to throw him a clue.

It’s negative, yeah, but that’s not the same thing either. I can’t believe I’m having to defend the position that not changing at all in 30 years could be seen as anything less than ideal. Did I touch a nerve or something?

You’re the one that made an assumption. I said nothing about whether I thought they were happy. If you’re going to moralise at people for jumping to conclusions, you could at least base it on something they actually said.

It’s nice seeing my parents but everything else in my hometown is depressing.

The things that have changed are depressing because they represent lost youth. But, the things that stayed the same are also depressing, because it means the same bunch of people just spent 30 years on a treadmill and got nowhere.