To some of my friends, I am a knowledge guru. All knowing.
I have been tasked with explaining to some, millennials.
I have honestly resorted to explaining that in my view millennials are anyone under 50 who annoy me.
Today I have a helpful explanatory example.
Son XYZ was in the mood for a dessert in the middle of a global pandemic. As we had nothing suitable in the house, he went online and ordered delivery of an ice cream treat.
This is a millennial.
If the situation had been faced by an OK Boomer, we would have fretted about the harm of refined sugar, we would have considered that a $3 purchase might be insulting to the company, we would have thought of the waste of a $10 delivery fee, we would have worried about putting the company out in terms of the human resources required to prepare, deliver, and convey our sweet treat to us. And the impact of gas emissions on climate change. And of course we would know in our heart of hearts that we don’t really deserve such indulgences.
This thinking would be perplexing to a millennial.
Trust me.
For my millennial none of these thoughts went through his mind. In his mind, the world is designed to serve him.