A reader sent in a peeve about turning 30 and some Peevers have posted about this very subject in the past (the not-very-recent past), so this edition of Reader Peeves has also turned into a Peeves of Yore.
Jamie's peeve:
I’m turning 30 next month, which I’m kind of excited about. It feels like the “beginning of adulthood”. I’ve finally gotten to a point in my life where I feel like I’ve at least got a clue what I’m doing. I’m married, I own a home, I have a job (which I hate) and a hobby (which I’m working on making into a career). Life is good.
So why, when I tell people I’m turning 30, do they act like I’ve just announced I have a terminal illness? Either that, or they get really annoyed that I’m cheerful about turning 30. People seem to like to remind you that “the best years of your life are behind you”(if those were the best years, I’ll jump off a bridge right now, because most of those years sucked ass), or that you’re “getting old” (this isn’t the 1800s! 30 is not old! 90 is old.). Why does everyone want to rain on my parade?
Turning 30 Peeves of Yore:
Wherein I display a small amount of 30 angst
Wherein I recant and decide to lie about my age for a spurious reason
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