Steve's parents always knew he was different from the other boys in his hometown. For one, he wanted to be educated. So he rejected the simple innocence and willful ignorance of his home state of Wisconsin and headed to the city of Minneapolis to get a graduate degree in something or other and find his fortune.
What he found instead is a series of dead end jobs, crappy apartments, and disgusting roommates. Before long he found himself in the same situation as millions of Americans in their twenties: Over educated, under qualified, and struggling to care.
The difference between Steve and any number of other Generation Y hipsters with a cool mussed up hair do is that he tells you all about it.