You see that title? September 22nd. That’s the day I started to really dig into this stuff. Everyone talks about Virgos being organized and a bit particular, right? The usual clean freaks. But my experience with the people born on that specific day? It wasn’t just ‘particular.’ It was a relentless, crushing level of criticism that made me ask, “Is this a feature or a bug for these folks?”
The Trigger: Why I Started Poking Around
I’m not some fancy astrologer. I’m just a dude who decided to document his own messy life experiences and the stuff he notices. For me, the whole Virgo thing came down to one person, a former boss (let’s call him “Gary”). Gary was a Sept 22nd birth. I had put together a major project—six months of blood, sweat, and basically living at the office. We launched it. The client loved it. The numbers were great. Everyone was happy.
Except Gary.
He didn’t just review it; he dissected it. He spent three hours telling me why the font size on one submenu was 0.5 points too small, why the color palette wasn’t quite the perfect shade of ‘business blue,’ and why, ultimately, the whole thing was ‘fundamentally flawed’ because he hadn’t signed off on the initial sketch pad doodle. The project was a massive success, but he made me feel like I’d failed my driving test. That’s when I decided I had to figure out what was going on with this specific date.
Operation: Confirmation Bias or Cold Hard Fact?
I figured the only way to figure this out was the old-school way: ask around and compare notes. I decided to start a completely unofficial, highly unscientific study.
Step One: The Deep Roster Dive.
I literally went through my old phone contacts and LinkedIn connections. I found five people I knew were born on September 22nd. Most of them were from old jobs, a couple were casual acquaintances, and one was an ex-colleague’s partner. I started casually mentioning past incidents with them to mutual contacts, listening for common themes.
Step Two: Forum Snooping.
I spent a week just reading threads—the messy, unmoderated ones—about September birthdays. I wasn’t looking for textbook astrology; I was looking for stories. Stories from people who had dated them, worked for them, or were related to them. This part was messy, let me tell you. A lot of rough language, but the pattern was undeniable.
Step Three: The Cusp Consideration.
This is where I got a slightly clearer picture. September 22nd is right on the cusp—the transition line between Virgo and Libra. It’s that moment where the analytical, detail-oriented Virgo energy bumps right into the balancing, fairness-seeking Libra energy. What I realized through this whole dig was that these people aren’t just critical; they are attempting to balance everything so perfectly, and if it fails, the Virgo part lashes out with the details. The criticism is the result of their internal struggle for equilibrium. It’s not just criticism; it’s an overreaction to imbalance.
My Messy Field Notes: What I Really Saw
- The Work Buddies: The common report was that they were great at catching errors, but they’d often rewrite perfectly good work because it wasn’t done their way. It wasn’t about right or wrong; it was about procedure.
- The Acquaintances: The focus wasn’t professional; it was personal. They’d nitpick a partner’s choice of a movie or a friend’s jacket. The criticism was small, constant, and exhausting.
- The Relentless Pursuit of ‘Better’: My final take? They don’t just see flaws; they feel a moral obligation to point them out. It’s less about judging you and more about fixing the world, one tiny, uncomfortable correction at a time.
The Real Story Behind My Obsession
Why did I spend two weeks essentially becoming a low-grade conspiracy theorist about one specific birthday? It all came back to Gary. A few years after he torpedoed my successful project with his relentless criticism, I left that company. I was burned out and honestly kind of traumatized. I decided to take a huge pay cut and move to a smaller outfit where the culture was simple: deliver results, and you’re good. No need to stress over the shade of blue.
But here’s the kicker. My new job was great. Stable hours, good people, zero stress. About a year into it, I got a call. It was my old company’s HR. Turns out, Gary—the Sept 22 Virgo who destroyed my confidence—had done it again. He’d micro-managed and criticized his way through the entire new flagship project, driving three key people to quit in the same week and putting the whole thing six months behind schedule.
They wanted me back. Said they needed someone who could ‘just get things done’ without overthinking. They offered me nearly double my old salary. I just laughed into the phone. I hung up and immediately blocked the number.
I realized then that my deep dive into the Virgo-Libra cusp wasn’t about astrology. It was about needing to process the fact that some people, like my old boss, are defined by an impulse they can’t control—an impulse that looks like a quest for perfection but acts like a wrecking ball. My practice proved that, at least for the small group I checked, the constant criticism is real, and it’s usually tied to their own internal struggle for order. And my personal journey proved that the best solution is not to try and fix them, but to just get up and walk away.
