Everyone in this coffee shop is at least 10 years younger than me. And they also probably make 10 times the money I make. I feel like I like one or the other – I like young people as much as anyone. I like rich people as much as anyone. But the two together is a little hard to take. I’m not sure I prepared for this particular experience of life. I prepared to be poor. I prepared to be older. But there is no preparation for the extremely moneyed privileged entitled youth.
New York didn’t used to be so much like this. I think of Penny Arcade’s bit about young people in NYC now. She rants about how young people in NYC know about WINE. That young people shouldn’t know about wine. They should be living in lofts, drinking cheap beer. But no. They know about wine.