Something deeply, deeply amiss going on in that setup. An adult bloke who lives in a tiny little flat with his overbearing harridan mother, every night cooped up with that mangy looking cat.

Not only that, but they work together in close quarters. A grown manbaby who spends every waking moment in the company of his mother.

When he's not in the company of his mother, he's with his mother's best friend, either sleeping with her or talking about his mother.

He has to be repressing something deep down from his childhood?

Thanks.