So last night, I had to go to a music thing to support some of mom’s neighbors. Nice people. Others were there doing the same thing. And all in all the evening was enjoyable. What I was not a fan of: the disdain that everyone had for the millennial generation. The discussion about how everyone gets a trophy and therefore is “special”. Kids who are 23 that are still living at home (never mind that they all have jobs and can’t afford to move out). They just went on and on about how the kids just prefer “mommy and daddy” to take care of everything for them. Just ... no?
I admit, I ended up going the not me route. Shouldn’t have done that, but I’m not good with confrontation. I told them that I bought my house when I was 22 and moved out when I was 23. And all I got for my statement was, “Yeah, but whose house are you sleeping at tonight?” Like the fact that my mom asks me to stay over to help her is some massive failing on my part to live independently. Or that the fact that I actually DO own a house and make a very nice salary and have 4 cats and a dog ... all fly in the face of what they were saying about my generation and they need SOMETHING to ensure themselves that everyone is just “a special snowflake” in those condescending tones. And yes, I informed them quite nicely that I was sleeping at my own house. Afterall, I had only spent the previous night because we were concerned that they were going to have to put their dog down that day and could use some help getting him in the car and the use of a car whose seats that folded down all the way (mine). How dare I be so selfish.










