#o 3 is a whole different kind of rage when someone you've known for a handful of months thinks they know you better than you /know yourself/

[still-a-morosexual-help]

Working an actual corporate job (ew) for over half a year now has made me realise there are 3 types of '42 Year Old Man'

• 42 year old man who hates everything about you, from your mere presence to everything you represent, from the way you talk to the way you dress to the exact shape of your earlobes and makes sure to let you know all this in excruciating detail under the guise of "constructive criticism"

• 42 year old man who sees you as the equivalent of his child. Can be weirdly endearing and sweet and all the nice things but also extremely frustrating when you need him to 'please get this done, we have a deadline that we won't be able to meet if you don't finish your part of it' and all he sees is a toddler squawking at him

• 42 year old man who has somehow elevated you to the position of some higher being so when you do or say or feel anything entirely normal that normal human beings do or say or feel like anxiety or memory issues or uncomfortableness at being explicitly sexualized like you're an unfeeling fictional character he will argue that 'no actually you do not feel these things' because that breaks his image of you as the manic pixie dream girl of well his dreams

Do all men go temporarily insane at this age or am i just really unlucky