There is a factory that provides us with the things we possess now. I know this because I have been there and in it, you'll find all the usual suspects. Make a left when you first get in, and you will find the Old Lady Pixie Cut sector very popular. If you decide to make a right, you'll enter the Teenage Boy Vape & Masculinity Complex sector; you probably don't want to go there. I've been there, and they asked if I was gay. This is not an offensive thing to say generally, but if it comes from a Teenage Boy or a White Man over 60+, you will hear the offensive part. It's something they do with their voices. They got it at the factory, I think. As you make your way down the main hallway, you'll pass several "Urges", some will include: the Female urge to draw their eyebrows on, the Male urge to critique professional athletes on their performance while no longer being able to see their penis when they look down. The mid-20s urge to be productive in an attempt to impress their peers, but end up lying in bed for most of the day. This is a dicey sector, to put it mildly. As we delve deeper into the factory, we will begin to encounter subsets tailored to specific demographics.
We will come across the 60+ White Male inkling to condescendingly congratulate women and minorities. "I did not expect a female to be able to do that", "You're the smartest black guy I've ever met", and "Wow, you speak great English for a Mexican". You get it. We will also find that 40+ females desire to speak with a higher voice and use very confident language when talking on the phone, and roll their eyes after getting off the phone. "Oh my God, the kids would absolutely love that. We should definitely do that. YES!!" Directly next to this subset is the adult male urge to put their arm around their significant other and essentially put them in a headlock in an attempt to outwardly claim them as their own. Walking a little further, we come across the human urge to learn something new but never doing anything to learn that thing and then telling yourself it's not because you're lazy but instead attributing it to the fact that you just weren't interested and it wasn't meant to be, has its own wing of the factory.
The factory is a prominent place and cannot be visited in its entirety on your first visit.
(Brought to you by the millennial inability to finish anything.)
TiL nExt TiMe.