I ran into a room mate from college. He’s an older guy from another country and was married with two kids at the time. Last I heard he divorced his wife and she ended up going back to their native country. He was in a PhD Engineering program at the time and I remember him being friends with this chick in his class that was literally the most unattractive girl I’ve ever seen. Overweight, butch, sounds like a man, not an ounce of feminine features. He used to tell me how she used to hit on him all the time and was disgusted by her. He was always trying to get with the hotter girls but was never successful.

Fast forward to now. I’m single, make six figures, and travel for work btw. I’m taking a tour of these brand new luxury apartments that are very nice with a Vegas style pool. I see young fit professionals everywhere. As I’m taking this tour I run into my room mate at this place. I’m thinking “looks like he made it. Good for him.” We used to live in these really shitty apartments that leaked water and had insects invade inside... but that’s besides the point.

Anyways, turns out he ended up having sex with this wooly mammoth. Knocks her up and they get married. He ends up getting a job as an engineer and doesn’t finish his PhD. I come to find out he doesn’t live in these luxury apartments but his now ex-wife does and he’s dropping off restaurant take out to her and his kid. He lives in a shitty apartment that he hates and he’s now getting divorce raped by two different women.

He looks at me and kind of reminisces the fun times he had when we lived together. We lived in an apartment building in the furthest corner and we use to party opening up all our apartments and making one huge building party.

Now all I see is a sad man just working to stay alive rather than working to be alive.

Be warned men.