Between the paralyzing fear of his parents’ disapproval, Jenny’s constant complaints and an apartment he can’t afford, I don’t know how Smit can sleep. That guy has pressure you can feel.
One thing that annoyed me about the meeting up with friends was nitwit Jenny, who chose to live in this country, telling his friends that they have to get over worrying about what parents and others think. Customs and traditions mean nothing because this old bat said so. I thought it was presumptuous and obnoxious. And get new glasses.