“Peter Pan syndrome
, Peter Pan Syndrome
refers to younger generations’ perceived unwillingness to grow up and their corresponding alleged immature behaviors (note: Peter Pan Syndrome is not a clinically recognised mental disorder
). This syndrome is said to be most prevalent in the generation born in the mid-late 1980s and 1990s where the development of a sense of responsibility allegedly does not occur nearly as early as it used to. Possibly contributing factors might include over-protectiveness of modern parents, rising costs of living, and increased difficulty in finding satisfactory partners.”
Yep, that pretty much sums me up right there. I may look like a fully mature Adonis in his physical prime
(save for the lack of the ability to grow facial hair), but in actuality, I’m just a kid with a credit card and my own full sized luxury sedan
. You could try to blame my parents, Robin Williams
, Tom Hanks
, Toys ‘R Us
, or even Robin Williams
again, but the only person who’s responsible for my behavior is me (that sounded pretty grown-up). Anyhow, I’ve come up with some of the signs in my life that indicate just how far I am from being a fully-functioning adult in society despite being 27 years old. Let’s get to the list.
I don’t own an umbrella
It seems like a very adult thing to protect oneself from the elements with an umbrella. You can keep your adult hairstyle intact and your clothes dry, whereas a child is happy to get wet and jump in the puddles. I’ve outgrown the puddle jumping, but I haven’t set aside the necessary funds for my first umbrella purchase yet. Maybe I’ll just get lucky and get one for free out of a metal can at the coffee shop like Costanza.
I get far too proud of myself for doing even the most trivial of household chores
Despite my manchild tendencies, I actually do have a job that requires a 4 year degree and I own a house. Being a home owner, I now realize that keeping my place neat and in order is entirely on me. That doesn’t bode well for my home, but I do actually sweep and vacuum and even clean the bathroom on occasion. However, you’d think I’d just discovered the cure for polio with the amount of self satisfaction
I get for doing about a half hour’s worth of household chores. That probably gives you a hint as to just how rare those cleaning events take place. Which leads to my next reason I’m not a grown up…
I don’t wash my bedsheets
Okay, so actually I do, but it’s just not at the frequency that I should. We’re talking once every 2-3 months. And I actually really enjoy the feeling of clean sheets on the bed, I just hate having to remake it. The laundry part of it is easy, but wrestling with that fitted sheet and my mattress is much more unpleasant than sleeping in somewhat dirty sheets. Ladies, please disregard that last paragraph.
I never go to the dentist or the doctor
I feel fine and my teeth don’t hurt. What’s the big deal? Oh yeah, and I don’t floss.
You know, as I read these back, I’m starting to sound pretty disgusting. Is this too much information?
I gamble and I make impulse purchases
What’s a 27 year old with no dependents to do with his disposable income? Risk it on games of chance and sporting contests and make the occasional ridiculous impulse buy
, of course! Retirement, schmirement! I’m living like how Wiz Khalifa
I need someone to enforce a bed time on me
I usually get up for work at 6AM, so you’d think I’d want to get to bed. Naaahhhh. If there’s a game to be watched, I stay up for it. West coast NBA games go until 1 in the morning sometimes, but that doesn’t stop me. Sure, I hate myself in the morning and I’m nodding off at my desk the next day, but it’s a small price to pay. I’ve got a severe case of FOMO when it comes to anything in the world of sports or even if a favorite movie comes on sometimes.
I get all of my news from sports websites or Twitter
I don’t watch the nightly news or read the paper. I watch Sportscenter and read barstoolsports.com
. So either I’m completely unaware of current events outside of the world of sports, or a news story gets big enough that even sports websites have to cover them. Twitter is my one wildcard, since big stories show up in trending topics. God bless you, Twitter
There’s probably at least a dozen more good reasons but that’s all I have off the top of my head. Peace.