Good morning.

I am 31 and I scrolled through the pics on facebook from ten years ago and looking at current pictures of people I have no or barely contact to these days and I gotta say I am glad I hopped off that boat a few years ago.

Most of the people I know and hang out with back then were in the “Turbojugend”, kind of a fanclub of Turbonegro and all they (and I) did was get wasted to punk music. Looking back it was fun and don’t regret my early 20s but I am so glad I am not that person anymore.

I still have contact to a few of them and most of them are now 35+ year olds and still drink, party the same way they(we) did ten years ago.

It seems like they are having a blast but I noticed nothing changed. They are the same people they were ten years ago. I noticed it this weekend when I decided to go out to party again and oh man it was enough. I left four hours into the party. Since I don’t think the whole experience was wack. Drunk people yelling in my ear “REMEMBER BACK THEN? THOSE WERE THE YEARS” etc. some dude licking my cheeks smelling like he puked 20 minutes ago (he did) and other people yelling they got erection (song from Turbonegro).

If I look at the pictures they post every weekend I see exhausted people and emptyness. It’s actually so sad… dunno I don’t want to shame them, they are enjoying their lives.

It’s just crazy what alcohol does and the thing is, in this group “Turbojugend” alcohol is so normal. It’s really crazy.

  • The problem, I think, that you’re facing is that you’re being, and I quote, “simply obnoxious and at worst straight up abusive”. It’s hard to make friends with people when that’s their opinion of you.

    And what’s worst is that your opinion is based on the worst drinkers. The problem drinkers. People like me (averaging, say, a drink every two days, hasn’t been actually drunk since sometime in the '90s, etc.) are going to be shying away from you if you start talking like this, largely because you’re coming across as a judgmental prick and I don’t like hanging out with judgmental pricks. (Nor do I like hanging out with drunks.)

    Are you a judgmental prick for real? I have no idea and no way to know. I can’t read what’s in your mind. But I can hear what you say (and read your body language when you say it) and even though I’m not a drunk, not obnoxious, and not abusive, I’m still likely to shy away from interacting with you because you come across as obnoxious and even abusive, at least with this.

    Flies, honey, vinegar, yadda yadda yadda.

    Next up: obnoxious vegans.