I sometimes meet up with a friend who's been unemployed for over 10 years, is short, boneless, and simply ugly.
He suffers from obsessive-compulsive disorder and sits on the toilet for over 8 hours a day, only leaving the apartment to go shopping.
Sometimes an old friend joins him who's quite successful and can be classified as more of a normie.
The conversations between them are divine.
The unemployed man is always freaking out, and you can tell his brain has deteriorated because he can barely follow your conversation anymore and has to repeat himself constantly.
Sometimes he makes faces like a deranged person in the middle of a conversation or suddenly starts dancing like a deranged person.
I find it so funny and so deranged.
I love being with him.
He'll be 32 soon, and he won't be able to find a job for a while because he's been classified as deranged.
We used to go on camps, and he was always kicked out of the rooms for talking to himself or screaming in the middle of the night.
Once, I even had to throw him out of my room.
My college-educated friend is always shocked by the conditions the unemployed man lives in.
Recently, he simply said, "He's getting worse. He can't think and speaks more slowly."
He suffers from obsessive-compulsive disorder and sits on the toilet for over 8 hours a day, only leaving the apartment to go shopping.
Sometimes an old friend joins him who's quite successful and can be classified as more of a normie.
The conversations between them are divine.
The unemployed man is always freaking out, and you can tell his brain has deteriorated because he can barely follow your conversation anymore and has to repeat himself constantly.
Sometimes he makes faces like a deranged person in the middle of a conversation or suddenly starts dancing like a deranged person.
I find it so funny and so deranged.
I love being with him.
He'll be 32 soon, and he won't be able to find a job for a while because he's been classified as deranged.
We used to go on camps, and he was always kicked out of the rooms for talking to himself or screaming in the middle of the night.
Once, I even had to throw him out of my room.
My college-educated friend is always shocked by the conditions the unemployed man lives in.
Recently, he simply said, "He's getting worse. He can't think and speaks more slowly."
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