Angry Nerdy Rant Part 2

This is only vaguely related to the post from yesterday, but I called it the same thing because it's equally angry and equally nerdy. I just finished reading Neverwhere, by Neil Gaiman. The basic story is this guy, Richard, ends up in (almost like) a parallel universe called "London Below." He's still in London, but suddenly he is invisible to all of the people around him and he becomes aware of all of these strange things that no one else can see, and has access to a bunch of hidden places within London. He meets a whole different society who are also invisible to the rest of the world. Anyway, the whole time he's talking about how much he wants to go back to his old life. It seems like stories are always written that way, whoever it is that end ups in a strange situation is always desperate to get back to their normal, boring life. Is it just me, or does everyone else find themselves going "What the fuck is wrong with you!? Why would you want to go back!?" I just can't imagine, no matter how strange or dangerous it might be, choosing to give up something magical and exciting for this stupid shit.

Plus, Richard actually worked in an office building, which is one of the only things that I can imagine that would be even more dull than my life.