Sometimes I wonder if I am speaking the same language as my children and grandchildren and then figure that, even if we aren't on the same wave length sometimes, we manage to communicate somehow. Remember the "generation gap"? Well this is the generation gap times two. I am speaking primarily to Boomers now in this particular blog, although ... younger generations might find it amusing. I do know that I do and say things that amuse the younger generations in my family. They may not know that I know this, but I do. (I find it amusing.)
Okay fellow Boomers... Remember what caps are/were and how they smell(ed)? Not sure the grands would even know what a cap is. When you think about it -- we didn't even allow our children or grandchildren to play with those red strips of paper loaded with small dabs of unstable explosives. You could even set them off by banging them with a pointy rock. Think about that for a moment. (I confess, however, that I have provided poppers for two younger generations on the occasional 4th of July. Poppers are not the same as a good strip of caps though -- no matter how similar they smell.) I still have my cap gun, by the way.
Then there is the tendency that I, (and other Boomers?), have to send an email and then text that I have sent an email... just so my bases are covered. Even my grandkids are very kind about my uncontrollable need to do this. I figure that they figure that is just the way I am. I am okay with that. I am proud of how tolerant they are -- like I had something to do with that. Seriously though -- my kids and grands do not always check their email. They are busy. They will always get to a text at some point. I don't think I am too off base on this one. Plus there are things that only an email will handle properly. Right? Texting is not the be-all and end-all mode of communication. I mean, really, I still write letters to people. In contrast though -- I hardly ever answer my landline which I keep for emergencies. Landline? Yes, I am that old.
Now -- as far a pop culture is concerned. Who cares, right? Would a Boomer recognize Taylor Swift -- even if she were in front of one of them in a check-out line? Doubt it. I wouldn't. I am surprised I even know her name. Now if it were Elvis, that would be another story. (I saw him perform once in Las Vegas. Hmmm... that was over 50 years ago... yikes!)
Anyway... here are a few other things that I have noticed about Boomers that may not translate across the years. We tend
- to like puns, memes, and bad dad jokes.
- to ignore or even dislike QR codes and to boycott self-check out.
- to love printed receipts and to print things and save them in files.
- to enjoy thinking about/mentioning old times.
- to talk about being survivors... because we are... so far.
Seriously -- am I alone in this, or are each of these really a Boomer thing? Bet you could add to the list -- if you had time to give it some thought. Boomers are busy people. I get that. Some of us wonder how we ever had time to work... and then we laugh ... at least inside our heads.