Especially if you are someone like Bob: all adult privileges (sans sex) with none of the responsibilities.
I was just reading what Tchaikovsky wrote about his Fourth Symphony, in a letter to his patron Nadezhda von Meck. This passage made me think of Bob:
"The fourth movement. If you can find no impulse for joy within yourself, look at others. Go out among the people. See how well they know how to rejoice and give themselves up utterly to glad feelings... Never say that all the world is sad; you have only yourself to blame. There are joys, strong though simple. Why not rejoice through the joys of others? One can live that way, after all."
Yet not only does Bobby fail to find joy in the enjoyment of others, he downright despises other people having fun. Here he tells someone she ought not be living a life:
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Someone joins the dots and realized why Bobby is so angry about Halloween getting supposedly canceled:
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Gimme gimme gimme!!!!
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If "everyone stays home" who's going to deliver supplies to you?