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Apparently you don’t know this new generation much. Yes, yes they do quit their jobs. Amazing, but they do it at the most inopportune times. I may envy them in the long run. They live each day like it is their last and probably more fully than I do. Been squirreling away cash for many a year hoping for retirement one day. It might never get here, but my kids will be happy with my money. Good for them not wanting to work for the man forever. They don’t see a future. Can’t afford their loans, a home, a car or much else. Your thinking may be outdated.
You looking to adopt an adult son? Definitely a used model, but some tread left on the tires.
 
So you're saving YOUR money so your KIDS can fuck around TODAY and have YOUR money after you die?

That's fucking brilliant. Whatever happened to personal responsibility?
My kids don’t fuck around. Most of these young kids don’t. They’re just smarter than the older generation and see no commitment from their employers. It is a one way street and that’s the way they treat it from an employment perspective. Sorry you are so bitter. The younger generations aren’t grumpy old bastards. They aren’t the scapegoat you are trying to make them out to be. You probably yell get off my lawn. My kids and their generations will clean up the mess that we created.
 
No. A rational human being does not.

This generation is still figuring out the rational part.

Portal is a black hole for the majority of those who enter...
Meh. I will never forget my father leaving a very successful career in the late 70s (a bad time to voluntarily quit your job) with no other job offer, simply because he was miserable and hated the job. Scared the shit out of my mom at the time, but it was the best decision he ever made.

That taught me a very valuable lesson: Happiness matters. If you're miserable at your job, no amount of money is worth it. Tell them to go to hell and go find something else (this coming from someone who has been with their firm for over 20 years, because they've treated me extremely well, I've always had an awesome leadership team, and I've enjoyed all my roles). Life is short.
 
Meh. I will never forget my father leaving a very successful career in the late 70s (a bad time to voluntarily quit your job) with no other job offer, simply because he was miserable and hated the job. Scared the shit out of my mom at the time, but it was the best decision he ever made.

That taught me a very valuable lesson: Happiness matters. If you're miserable at your job, no amount of money is worth it. Tell them to go to hell and go find something else (this coming from someone who has been with their firm for over 20 years, because they've treated me extremely well, I've always had an awesome leadership team, and I've enjoyed all my roles). Life is short.
You're very lucky... not a lot of us get to spend 20 years with the same employer yet alone one with good leadership. Unfortunately for most, at some point in our careers we put up with the misery and all the BS because we have family responsibilities .... but do agree... Life is short, enjoy the moments while you can!
 
Meh. I will never forget my father leaving a very successful career in the late 70s (a bad time to voluntarily quit your job) with no other job offer, simply because he was miserable and hated the job. Scared the shit out of my mom at the time, but it was the best decision he ever made.

That taught me a very valuable lesson: Happiness matters. If you're miserable at your job, no amount of money is worth it. Tell them to go to hell and go find something else (this coming from someone who has been with their firm for over 20 years, because they've treated me extremely well, I've always had an awesome leadership team, and I've enjoyed all my roles). Life is short.
Work is honorable. The choice to leave comes after the choice to join. The worst employees are those that bitch about their work.

Sounds like your dad chose poorly and you chose well.

While your dad may get a pass - this generation has no excuse not knowing the culture of potential employers. It's pervasive on the interwebs.

Current generation is often lost in their feelings and deeply believe in the myth of greener grasses...
 
Work is honorable. The choice to leave comes after the choice to join. The worst employees are those that bitch about their work.

Sounds like your dad chose poorly and you chose well.

While your dad may get a pass - this generation has no excuse not knowing the culture of potential employers. It's pervasive on the interwebs.

Current generation is often lost in their feelings and deeply believe in the myth of greener grasses...
I wonder what percentage of current generation thinks work is honorable, compared to older generations?

I worked at 1 job for just over 5 years and another for almost 40 years, after law school. I hated every minute of it. Just kidding.
 
So you're saving YOUR money so your KIDS can fuck around TODAY and have YOUR money after you die?

That's fucking brilliant. Whatever happened to personal responsibility?
If you don’t go First Class when you get older, your kids will when you are gone. My kids know that they will need to have saved considerable money if they are going to inherit two great pieces of real estate, which they use and love now, when they take over those properties and have to pay related debt that may accumulate as my wife and I continue to spend and live. When I update my big picture financial summary annually for my wife and me, I sometimes include some of the kids. I don’t want them to think we have more than we actually have.
 
My kids don’t fuck around. Most of these young kids don’t. They’re just smarter than the older generation and see no commitment from their employers. It is a one way street and that’s the way they treat it from an employment perspective. Sorry you are so bitter. The younger generations aren’t grumpy old bastards. They aren’t the scapegoat you are trying to make them out to be. You probably yell get off my lawn. My kids and their generations will clean up the mess that we created.
Come on Copper, allow me to climb up on my soap box for a minute or two.

It's been a "one-way street" with employers since the '60's. Like everything else they bitch about, this isn't some NEW development--it's just new to THEM--and for many of them, the first time they've experienced failure or difficulty in life. My kids have benefits from their employers I could have only DREAMED of as a 28-30 year old.

The problem with this generation is that OUR generation, which DID struggle and suffer and saw our parents REALLY struggle and suffer, brought THEM into a world where they didn't KNOW or experience suffering. And I mean REAL suffering. I grew up the 9th of 10 kids, living in an 1800 sq foot 3-bedroom house. My dad (with an 8th grade education) worked three jobs to put food on the table--literally. Bricklayer by day, St. Pats boiler tech at night, sold insurance on the weekends. I've worked in some form or fashion since I was 12--picking garbage along the fairgrounds fence line, bucking bales, changing sprinkler pipe, whatever I could find to put a dollar in my pocket. NEVER got an allowance. Got hand-me-down clothes, bikes, shoes and Christmas presents until I was a teenager.

We never took a single vacation away from Montana until I was 13 (and several of the older kids had left home). Before that the furthest we ever got was Anaconda/Deer Lodge to stay with relatives. Not one dime from my parents for my higher education. I drove a not-so-gently used car until I was 30. NEVER have I lived alone--always had either a roommate (or two). Got married. Divorced--got another roommate. Married again. Newsflash: Two incomes are required to support a family--and it's been that way since the '70's (the ol' consumption economy thingy), not something that JUST happened, although kids today would make you try and believe that.

We (as a generation) managed to extricate ourselves from all that, become relatively successful, and bring kids into this world who NEVER suffered through any of that for the most part. So yeah, they ARE acting like grumpy old bastards for the most part, constantly bitching about how "you guys just don't understand and never had it this hard", or "I can't afford this, I can't afford that", while drinking their $8 Starbucks and surfing the internet on their $1600 iPhone, paying for DoorDash to deliver everything from that $8 Starbucks to cough medicine, subscribing to every single streaming service, driving their leased BMW and INSISTING they don't want a roommate in their 2 BR apartment to share expenses, or going into debt attending lavish bachelor/bachelorette parties and wedding showers at exotic locations because of a massive case of generational FOMO. Many of them (not all, mind you) view convenience and luxuries items as BASIC survival requirements, which is ludicrous.

So, I'm sorry, but there's ZERO sympathy from this guy--and if that makes me the "get off my lawn" dude, then so be it. I'll wear that badge with honor. If they aren't the scapegoat, their parents (you know, us boomers) CERTAINLY aren't the scapegoat they make us out to be. If we're the scapegoat for anything it's for creating this "woe is me" mindset in entire generations of kids and not prepping them for real life. THAT is our failure.

My kids will do just fine when I depart this earth. Mostly because of the way I grew up I can't envision a lifestyle where I could spend all the money I've accumulated. But if I had my druthers, I'd slide into that coffin with every credit card maxed and about $10 in my wallet.

/end rant

Now back to regularly scheduled programming.
 
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Meh. I will never forget my father leaving a very successful career in the late 70s (a bad time to voluntarily quit your job) with no other job offer, simply because he was miserable and hated the job. Scared the shit out of my mom at the time, but it was the best decision he ever made.

That taught me a very valuable lesson: Happiness matters. If you're miserable at your job, no amount of money is worth it. Tell them to go to hell and go find something else (this coming from someone who has been with their firm for over 20 years, because they've treated me extremely well, I've always had an awesome leadership team, and I've enjoyed all my roles). Life is short.
Might I suggest a slight revision to that timeline?

First, find something else and THEN tell them to go to hell. It's not complicated.
 
You're very lucky... not a lot of us get to spend 20 years with the same employer yet alone one with good leadership. Unfortunately for most, at some point in our careers we put up with the misery and all the BS because we have family responsibilities .... but do agree... Life is short, enjoy the moments while you can!
Well if it was all fun and games they wouldn't have to pay you to come to the office every day.
 
Come on Copper, allow me to climb up on my soap box for a minute or two.

It's been a "one-way street" with employers since the '60's. Like everything else they bitch about, this isn't some NEW development--it's just new to THEM--and for many of them, the first time they've experienced failure or difficulty in life. My kids have benefits from their employers I could have only DREAMED of as a 28-30 year old.

The problem with this generation is that OUR generation, which DID struggle and suffer and saw our parents REALLY struggle and suffer, brought THEM into a world where they didn't KNOW or experience suffering. And I mean REAL suffering. I grew up the 9th of 10 kids, living in an 1800 sq foot 3-bedroom house. My dad (with an 8th grade education) worked three jobs to put food on the table--literally. Bricklayer by day, St. Pats boiler tech at night, sold insurance on the weekends. I've worked in some form or fashion since I was 12--picking garbage along the fairgrounds fence line, bucking bales, changing sprinkler pipe, whatever I could find to put a dollar in my pocket. NEVER got an allowance. Got hand-me-down clothes, bikes, shoes and Christmas presents until I was a teenager.

We never took a single vacation away from Montana until I was 13 (and several of the older kids had left home). Before that the furthest we ever got was Anaconda/Deer Lodge to stay with relatives. Not one dime from my parents for my higher education. I drove a not-so-gently used car until I was 30. NEVER have I lived alone--always had either a roommate (or two). Got married. Divorced--got another roommate. Married again. Newsflash: Two incomes are required to support a family--and it's been that way since the '70's (the ol' consumption economy thingy), not something that JUST happened, although kids today would make you try and believe that.

We (as a generation) managed to extricate ourselves from all that, become relatively successful, and bring kids into this world who NEVER suffered through any of that for the most part. So yeah, they ARE acting like grumpy old bastards for the most part, constantly bitching about how "you guys just don't understand and never had it this hard", or "I can't afford this, I can't afford that", while drinking their $8 Starbucks and surfing the internet on their $1600 iPhone, paying for DoorDash to deliver everything from that $8 Starbucks to cough medicine, subscribing to every single streaming service, driving their leased BMW and INSISTING they don't want a roommate in their 2 BR apartment to share expenses, or going into debt attending lavish bachelor/bachelorette parties and wedding showers at exotic locations because of a massive case of generational FOMO. Many of them (not all, mind you) view convenience and luxuries items as BASIC survival requirements, which is ludicrous.

So, I'm sorry, but there's ZERO sympathy from this guy--and if that makes me the "get off my lawn" dude, then so be it. I'll wear that badge with honor. If they aren't the scapegoat, their parents (you know, us boomers) CERTAINLY aren't the scapegoat they make us out to be. If we're the scapegoat for anything it's for creating this "woe is me" mindset in entire generations of kids and not prepping them for real life. THAT is our failure.

My kids will do just fine when I depart this earth. Mostly because of the way I grew up I can't envision a lifestyle where I could spend all the money I've accumulated. But if I had my druthers, I'd slide into that coffin with every credit card maxed and about $10 in my wallet.

/end rant

Now back to regularly scheduled programming.
Wow! That was a rant! You’re right about one thing. We will all be in a coffin one day.
 
Come on Copper, allow me to climb up on my soap box for a minute or two.

It's been a "one-way street" with employers since the '60's. Like everything else they bitch about, this isn't some NEW development--it's just new to THEM--and for many of them, the first time they've experienced failure or difficulty in life. My kids have benefits from their employers I could have only DREAMED of as a 28-30 year old.

The problem with this generation is that OUR generation, which DID struggle and suffer and saw our parents REALLY struggle and suffer, brought THEM into a world where they didn't KNOW or experience suffering. And I mean REAL suffering. I grew up the 9th of 10 kids, living in an 1800 sq foot 3-bedroom house. My dad (with an 8th grade education) worked three jobs to put food on the table--literally. Bricklayer by day, St. Pats boiler tech at night, sold insurance on the weekends. I've worked in some form or fashion since I was 12--picking garbage along the fairgrounds fence line, bucking bales, changing sprinkler pipe, whatever I could find to put a dollar in my pocket. NEVER got an allowance. Got hand-me-down clothes, bikes, shoes and Christmas presents until I was a teenager.

We never took a single vacation away from Montana until I was 13 (and several of the older kids had left home). Before that the furthest we ever got was Anaconda/Deer Lodge to stay with relatives. Not one dime from my parents for my higher education. I drove a not-so-gently used car until I was 30. NEVER have I lived alone--always had either a roommate (or two). Got married. Divorced--got another roommate. Married again. Newsflash: Two incomes are required to support a family--and it's been that way since the '70's (the ol' consumption economy thingy), not something that JUST happened, although kids today would make you try and believe that.

We (as a generation) managed to extricate ourselves from all that, become relatively successful, and bring kids into this world who NEVER suffered through any of that for the most part. So yeah, they ARE acting like grumpy old bastards for the most part, constantly bitching about how "you guys just don't understand and never had it this hard", or "I can't afford this, I can't afford that", while drinking their $8 Starbucks and surfing the internet on their $1600 iPhone, paying for DoorDash to deliver everything from that $8 Starbucks to cough medicine, subscribing to every single streaming service, driving their leased BMW and INSISTING they don't want a roommate in their 2 BR apartment to share expenses, or going into debt attending lavish bachelor/bachelorette parties and wedding showers at exotic locations because of a massive case of generational FOMO. Many of them (not all, mind you) view convenience and luxuries items as BASIC survival requirements, which is ludicrous.

So, I'm sorry, but there's ZERO sympathy from this guy--and if that makes me the "get off my lawn" dude, then so be it. I'll wear that badge with honor. If they aren't the scapegoat, their parents (you know, us boomers) CERTAINLY aren't the scapegoat they make us out to be. If we're the scapegoat for anything it's for creating this "woe is me" mindset in entire generations of kids and not prepping them for real life. THAT is our failure.

My kids will do just fine when I depart this earth. Mostly because of the way I grew up I can't envision a lifestyle where I could spend all the money I've accumulated. But if I had my druthers, I'd slide into that coffin with every credit card maxed and about $10 in my wallet.

/end rant

Now back to regularly scheduled programming.
Strangely, we could all probably tell similar stories of our families sacrifice and struggles to provide for the next generation. I guess that’s my point. Opportunity and hard work resulted in something better. Good for the boomers. The hard work paid off. I guess I have more empathy for the next generation. I could only have the same hope for my kids and grandkids. That a better life is possible. Regardless, we still have the luxury of debate and free speech. At least for now. You are welcome to your opinions and I appreciate your passion and that you took the time to post. Back to football news.
 
Strangely, we could all probably tell similar stories of our families sacrifice and struggles to provide for the next generation. I guess that’s my point. Opportunity and hard work resulted in something better. Good for the boomers. The hard work paid off. I guess I have more empathy for the next generation. I could only have the same hope for my kids and grandkids. That a better life is possible. Regardless, we still have the luxury of debate and free speech. At least for now. You are welcome to your opinions and I appreciate your passion and that you took the time to post. Back to football news.
I guess that’s my point. Those that want to (or are willing to) work hard and do what it takes WILL be successful. A better life IS possible, but they have to want it bad enough to do the dirty work that’s required.

My kids (31, 28) have good work ethics, but they never have been forced to struggle. I’m not sure that builds “strong” people…Their starting point vs the starting point of most people in the ‘70’s and early ‘80’s is like night and day…but they just don’t see it that way. And there’s not really any way to fix that, I suppose.

Peace.
 
We, as a people here in the US, have become so soft we don't know real hardship. In 1800 just under one in 2 babies born, never made it to their first birthday. That a 50% first year mortality rate. Average number of children per woman then was 7. That means the 3 or 4 kids that survived watched half of their brothers and sisters die in the first year, not to mention mom's numerous miscarriages. Anybody want to take a guess at mortality rates through age 18? Survival was a daily worry. You want to talk about stress? Now folks fall apart if Starbucks closes early, and call 911 if their fries are cold.

There were wars every 10 years or so adding to the death toll, and medical care was barbaric, mostly voodoo and witchcraft. In the 1800's the average lifespan for a man in the US was between 30 and 40 years, depending on region, with that growing to a whopping 41.7 years in 1900. Europe at that time was 2-3 years less on average. Think about it, just about everyone on this board would already be dead.

Although I consider myself to have worked hard putting myself through college achieving a doctoral degree and long professional run, I know I have lived an incredibly easy, cushy life compared to my grandparents and beyond. I see the silliness and pettiness on this board and shake my head at what people think of themselves, and what they believe is valuable entertainment. Now we are watching NIL ruin amateur sports and all I see are whining little babies who, except for a few like Eli, no longer know the joy of just riding for the brand. The happiest people I know are the ranch and cowhands who work 20 hour days for room, board and a few shekels for gas and beer, have an ugly wife and tattered kids, and two or three fantastic working dogs. About the only thing that keeps me from praying for the apocalypse is I can't see denying my kids a grandkids a chance at this easy life, and of course, my wife still needs me.

God I hate snivelers and whiners, especially in college and pro sports.
 
How about a “Boomer Rants” forum?
Isn’t that mostly what we already have?

I liked your long post and learning you came a long way with your hard work. Impressive. I have always liked you, but now appreciate you even more.

As I may have said, my mom told me she only had enough money to come to Dartmouth once. Should she come for a game or graduation? I chose game. She was very frugal. Helped a bit with putting 5 kids through college. All have done well. Told us we were wasting money by getting her in a more assisted place in her last 6 months. Said she wasn’t worth it. I think she left $175,000 to each of us. She loved to buy things at garage sales. Said she didn’t have enough money to buy much at real stores. She had been a low level secretary. At the MSU Foundation. We had 1 car for the whole family. Always used and often clunky.
 
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