With such non-feeling characters set beside this exuberant surface description it is difficult not to be drawn in. A story about very contemporary trains of thought - why survive in a dead-end job? why can't we just pack up and leave it all behind? Very Fight Club, and very current. However, through the bouts of negativity, the greatly dependent narrator (who is never given a name) finds his independence and his confidence through what seems to be the man that ruined it all.
It's difficult to give privileged credibility to any one character as even the narrator can be highly frustrating in his detached living-in-a-bubble stance. But this is why it's such a good read! This isn't a story about characters and doesn't pretend to be. It's about the subject matter and the message that life passes us by and we may not have done what we we'd hoped with it.