I must admit, I enjoyed Grumpy Old Workers the least out of all the Grumpy titles I've read. It's purely a generational thing. Despite the grumpy category being 45-54, and I only being 20, I've always identified with what the Grumpies have to say. I think this genre was just a bit of a gap for me. I've never had an office job, what Prebble mainly speaks about, and I don't have decades of experience in the workforce to be bitter or grumpy about. At one point in the book Prebble even mentions a concept, and says that if I as the reader don't know what it is, I'm too young to be reading it, and I should put it down immediately. I didn't know what he was talking about, and I think that was probably the biggest hint that this is one area I'm just too young to be grumpy about, or even understand and identify with their grumpiness (for which I am slightly grateful).
This isn't to say I didn't get a few laughs out of the book, and I still applaud Prebble's style and ability to capture a mood so tangibly, but when it comes down to it, the generation gap finally won out, and I just couldn't identify enough with these themes to really enjoy the book for the humour it most certainly would have had.