Here is a poorly written diatribe on what its like to realise that you may well have become something you used to hate.
It hits you as you wander through a suburban supermarket. You walk down the aisles selecting things you realise you weren't picking up only a few weeks ago. Then you pick up a bottle of something and think "This is nice. This is a product that will definitely improve my life". However, it's not. It's balsamic vinegar and you have become truly middle class. Congratulations, you now know what "Hotel California" was about, because you can never leave.
You do have some options as a young middle class suburbanite, you can give in and go with it, take drugs or jump off a multi storey car park. That's not all your options, but at the time of realization that's the only way you see it.
So, what did I do? Do you care? No, of course not because you're a rational human being. I'll see you in Waitrose.
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