9) Fashion
Okay, I know I’m not some high-class style deity – I normally knock about in jeans, shirt and a blazer – but when a grown-ass-man is still walking around in pop-culture references and a Pokemon backpack, it sickens me.
I feel the same way when I see some out-of-shape dad, shuffling around town in a Portsmouth Football Club t-shirt, holding a can of White Lightning and shouting at a passersby because this country [England] doesn’t care about the working class anymore. Even though that digression was totally convoluted, the point that it’s high-time you stop dressing like someone who hasn’t hit puberty still stands.
If you want to wear a Mario or Snake t-shirt, maybe partially hide it under a gentleman’s shirt and for the love of all that is Holy, don’t wear any preposterous video game merchandise, like novelty bags, arbitrary Halo straps or caps… Man I hate caps.
I’m not saying you should completely abandon your personality and pretend to be something you’re not. Oh wait, yes I am. Scratch that last part.