Okay, I don't think my situation is that bad: I'm 30, an engineer (computer one, writing software for planes -- not a car mechanic or a phone technician; nevermind, that'll have to be the subject of a rant against the English language some day), have been working full time ever since I gratuated. You'd think people would be pretty happy to rent a flat to me, right? Our Scottish landlords certainly seemd to.
Well, get this: some old French jerk-off (for lack of a more offensive word) turned me down for a rental because I wouldn't get my parents as guarantee. What am I, fucking 12?!
Congratulation mister, you're one of the people who make France such a lovely country to live in. When the revolution comes we'll chop your head off.