Soft loft profile

While skimming through one of the city’s free weekly papers, I come across a page that’s profiling the owner of a loft, not too far away from my own. It’s decorated nicely, with attention paid to the smallest of details. And it’s expensive.

As I scan the images, I see the guy in the article. I know him. He has a position that is almost the same as mine and he works at a national lifestyle company. And, he’s younger than me. By a few years.

How the hell did he ever achieve all of this by this age? No one can do that. Against my better judgement, I clock it off as a reason of money (i.e. not his own, but his parents’) that got him where he is because no one can buy a place like that with a low five-figure salary.

After that moment of clarity, I fold the paper in half and promptly recycle it. It’s a depressing news day.