Over Christmas I was talking to my mom (a self-proclaimed liberal) about how, where we live, it's hard for high school kids to get work because lots of adults are working "entry-level" jobs out of necessity.

MOM: "I think part of the problem is people expect an entry-level job to pay their bills."

ME: "...Well, they need it to. That's why they're working. To pay their bills."

MOM: "But you're not supposed to stay in an entry-level job. I have a friend whose husband started making minimum wage at a grocery store. He worked hard and got promoted to assistant manager, then manager a few years later, then regional manager. When he retired he was making six figures."

ME: "Okay, good for him. But what percentage of people who were hired at the same time as him actually advanced in the company to the point they made $100k?"

MOM: "My point is it happens if you work for it. People don't want to stick around and work for it. They just expect to make six figures right out of the gate."

ME: "MY point is everyone can't be the regional manager. For every one guy like that, there are hundreds or thousands of people making barely enough money to survive or not even making end's meet."

MOM: "That's what I'M saying! If they stuck it out, they'd eventually get promoted."

ME: "But if everyone got promoted, then everyone would be in management, and no one would be doing the actual front-line work. It can't work that way, just structurally. You can't have a pyramid that's wider at the top than at the bottom."

MOM: "But if they STUCK IT OUT they'd get to the top."

And that's where I gave up because either 1.) she was being deliberately obtuse to avoid conceding the point, or 2.) she's so determined to believe she's rich because she deserves it (and other people don't) that logic simply cannot penetrate her boomer shield.

I love my mother but Jesus Christ.

My family was at the racetrack yesterday. As we were waiting for one of the races to start, the Boomer next to us strikes up a conversation:

Boomer: It's crowded today!

Me: Yeah, we were here last year for opening day as well, and they said it was a record crowd.

Boomer: I can’t wait until January!

Puzzled me: Why, is it less crowded then?

Boomer: When they get that (blankety-blank) Biden outta there and put Trump in charge -

Apologies, I missed the end of his comment as I have a health condition where my ears automatically snap shut when I hear the word Trump. I immediately turned to the family member on my other side and started talking to them.

Why can't these people have a normal conversation for 30 seconds without bringing religion or politics into it? You don't know me at all! It's crazy to me that this guy, who is alone at the racetrack the day after Christmas (not surprising in retrospect) can't pretend to be a regular human being so as to enjoy some company from strangers! I actually love talking to strangers and would have been happy to chat with him otherwise.

I think it’s probably from Temu.

So apparently reasons for Greenland to join the US according to them.

Money and benefits will sway the majority to join the US.

What benefits?

• Social security
• Military protection
• Upgraded infrastructure
• Like faster, widespread internet

I swear to God my parents still live in the Cold war in their heads. They still think that America is the greatest. I mean it does have a big military and high GDP but I don't know if that really makes us the greatest? I guess it depends on definition.

My mom and I (20m) stopped to get breakfast at a donut place. The entire time we were in there, this guy who appeared to be in his 60s was staring through my soul from across the lobby. Even when I'd look at him he'd just continue to stare. I have long hair and piercings so honestly, I'm quite used to being stared at and it doesn't bother me much. So when we were leaving and they were behind us, I held the door open for him and his wife. We make eye contact while he's walking through the doorway and he literally threw his arms in the air like he was inconvenienced and SCOFFED AT ME.

Hope you enjoy your sexless, loveless marriage you prick.

I'm sick to death of the word woke. I hate it, I hate it, I hate it!

I hate the people that use it, I hate how they use it. I hate that fucking tone they have when they say it with the slightly drawn out W sound. "wwoke!"

They don't even know what it means. Its become a drop it word to identify anything they don't like or scares them or offends them. It's everywhere, all the time and it's become somehow both meaningless and derogatory. I don't care what else has gone on, the very moment I hear someone say it, my immediate thought is that your IQ just dropped 50 points.

It needs to be irradicated from English language altogether, even to the point of changing the past tense of the "wake" to "waked". For the love of god, give it the full "N-word to white people" treatment. cannot be used, ever, under and circumstances without outing yourself as a horrendous monster. even describing something as "the W-word" needs to be used in hushed tones with trusted company and even then you look around first to make sure no one else is in ear shot.

Currently on a trip through Japan with two boomers. These two are filled with demands, and refuse to offer anything to help meet these demands because they “don’t do technology.” It’s basically like travelling with racist toddlers.

They expect everyone under 40 to book accommodations, schedule transport, purchase train tickets, translate menus/signs/shopkeepers, schedule day trips, carry their cheap broken luggage up and down stairs, have water/advil/silverware/hand sanitizer ready for them on demand, and make grocery runs.

I have been told multiple times there’s no reason for them to download a currency app to reference the exchange rate or download a translation app because I can just use my phone when they have questions.

By day 5 I was told I should just pay for their tickets/food and bill them later, since “it’s easier” (for them). These two are retired millionaires who live on a golf course. I’m their son-in-law… but it feels like I’m a specialty tour guide operator.

Seriously, fuck this generation. These entitled twats make everything difficult. Five more days until this trip is over…

Hello, currently on a 2 year upswing with my struggles with drinking. Not sober, but night and day from where I was at my darkest, my "rock bottom" 2-ish years ago when on a trail separation from my wife.

MIL gifts me a plaque with "Apparently, my rock bottom has a basement." on it. It was surreal and awkward, I could not believe it.

She swears she had no idea it would be hurtful, she just thought it was funny.

The holidays are a huge trigger for me, and while I'm pleased to say I didn't over do it Xmas eve (when I opened the gift) or touch the stuff during the day on Xmas, I did over do it last night after excusing myself to go to bed early asking them to be gone before I woke up today.

She's texting swearing she didn't know what it meant, but even if she's not overly familiar with the phrase, she still knows what the words mean and still gave it to me when I'm feeling and doing the best I have in years...

Edit, just a few things to clarify: I tried to not let it impact our holiday and did not bring it up after my initial reaction and my wife and I explaining why that's not an appropriate gift for me/anyone. When I decided that I needed my space last night, I calmly let them know I'm still struggling with the gift, I understand it wasn't intentionally hurtful, but anyway I look at it, it was thoughtless and disrespectful. I asked them to please pack up and leave first thing in the morning, did not kick them out on Xmas, just that they leave a little earlier than planned. Also did not plan on drinking last night, but once everyone is asleep and I have the opportunity and a good excuse, well.. anyone who has struggled with addiction knows how easy it is to lie to yourself that you're going to just have one more drink then go back to bed.

Need some insight. Parents are 74 and have always been democrats. Not super left leaning, but have never voted Republican.

So I was very surprised when I casually brought up the topic of Luigi yesterday and my mother WENT NUTS. Screaming about how arrogant he is, how calculated the murder was, how he’s so smug in all the photos, and how that CEO’s kids are going to have to grow up without their father.

I tried explaining how frustrated people are with the healthcare system but she said that the ceo didn’t PERSONALLY deny people’s claims. I tried explaining that the CEO’s company/business model was to take in huge profits by denying people coverage but I’m not sure anything was getting through to her bc she was so furious. She insisted they leave right after our screaming match.

She doesn’t watch Fox News, her main mainstream media is ABC/CBS. She’s not a huge reader, but they subscribe to the NYT, and local papers. So I’m confused what has swayed her to this viewpoint. I think she’s on Facebook a fair amount, but that would be the only social media platform she uses.

Anyone else’s boomer parents reacting this way? Any idea why they feel this way/where they’re getting their info on it?

I had the misfortune of over-hearing a very LOUD speakerphone conversation while in line at CVS. The boomer behind me was on a call with her brother complaining about how bad this economy is blah blah…

What pricked my ears was their steadfast belief that Trump is gonna increase their home values exponentially, cause apparently they “didn’t sell the condo” soon enough when “things were good” under Trump.

I’ve checked my brain 🧠 and I bought my California townhome in 2020 on 3% interest which is now worth 40% more than what I paid for it. And a friend of mine just sold her place last year at a 35% increase between 2021 and 2023. Home values were flat AF until Biden came in. Early Biden years were the time to buy and last summer was the best time to sell on record. Where the heck do these people live if they’re waiting in line at a CVS in Southern CA? And what exactly is Trump gonna do about it? Make housing even more scarce so their home values go up?! I don’t get it. Anyone with a home in CA by 2020 is sitting on a small fortune at stupid low interest rates.

My FIL is a “good boomer” most of the time. He’s rational. Understands SOME boundaries. Married one of my favorite people (also a boomer) after he and my MIL got divorced 10 years ago. So all this to say, I WAS SHOCKED TONIGHT when he went full Boomer on me.

I’m 36F who has been married to his son, my high school sweetheart, for 12 years. We have struggled with fertility. Tried foster to adopt. Broke my heart and me for a couple years when it didn’t work out.

We want to be parents. We are doing the fertility stuff now. I’m open about it. I gave everyone the warning that I’m on big hormones this Christmas, so if I’m more cunty than usual, tell me to chill or just sit me in a corner. Either will be fine.

I foster animals for our local shelter and have a special needs kitten who idk if he will go to the shelter for adoption or stay with me until I find him the right home personally. He might stay with me forever. That’s ok. I love him and my gut says he isn’t right and we just haven’t figured it out yet. Worried he has FIP (IYKYK).

I mention this at dinner and FIL says YOURE TALKING ABOUT HAVING A BABY!! THATS LIKE 20 KITTENS!!!! YOU CANT TAKE ANYMORE ANIMALS!!!!

I sharply respond that I’ve had a child before. I’ve loved her and would kill to have her back. And he doesn’t live in my house so he can shut the fuck up.

Instead of apologizing to me, he just says “this conversation is over” and walks away. End of the night. We left. Ugh.

My mother-in-law can't be bothered to pronounce things correctly. I'm beginning to think she's doing it on purpose.

Me: "Hey MIL, your daughter and I are going to see Nosferatu tonight. I was wondering if you wanted to come along"

MIL: "Noosferatah?"

Me: "Nosferatu."

MIL: "Nescafe."

Me: heavy sigh

Some other bangers are "Tee-ahh-mo" (Temu) "Larry Popper" (Harry Potter. We went to Harry Potter land at Universal Studios yesterday as a family. As much as she irritates me, I try to include her in most activities. She's lonely. She stared right at the sign and said, "Larry Popper!") "Brah-heeto" (burrito. How she lives in Orange County California and can't pronounce the names of basic Mexican food boggles my mind) and "You-foes" (as in, "all this drone hoopla is a cover up for the government's secret UFO program")

Admittedly I'm bring nitpicky; however I just don't think she cares to actually listen to people when they speak. Mixed with her early onset dementia it's just comically irritating.

Some background: I am a lifelong motorcyclist, who likes to do lots of different kinds of riding, so I have a few different bikes. I'm also a bad influence and people who spend much time around me usually end up riding too, so my wife now rides and has a bike of her own. Between us we've got 5 bikes in the garage, all different types, and none of them Harleys because all of them together don't add up to the price of a new Harley and if I wanted that kind of bike I'd rather buy a Royal Enfield for all the 1940's tech without the $25,000 sticker on the gas tank.

The other day my MIL, the boomiest baby boomer to ever boom, upon seeing our garage, comments that she's "never seen so many motorcycles" with disgust almost dripping from the words. I point out that in her own neighborhood, I've seen a few garages with several Harleys that look almost identical except for color and a few accessories and suddenly having multiple bikes seems okay in her mind. I wish that was the only case of boomers being like "motorcycles bad but Harleys good" I've experienced, but it's just one of the more obvious and recent instances. Make it make sense please.

My MiL yesterday evening dutifully recited the long debunked hoax about some schools having litter boxes for kids who want to be cats. I explained to her that that story had been roundly debunked many many months ago, and her retort was “I don’t know, I heard all about it.” She dropped it when she could see I wasn’t having it, but I’m certain she walked away having not changed her mind at all.

My boomer mother in law has now multiple years in a row done one of the most bizarre things for the holidays. My wife's family insists on doing stocking as part of Christmas, and my mother in law is in charge for getting items to fill everyone's stocking but hers. For now the third year in a row, my wife and I have both received an item in our stocking that we already had. Not like a duplicate, our exact item. Basically a few days before Christmas, mother in law comes over to our place and steals a few things to give back to us on Christmas.

2 years ago I received a rechargeable candle lighter I left on a coffee table, last year I got a box opener that is magnetic and sticks to the fridge, and this year she gave back my usb stick memory card reader that was plugged into our old desktop computer. This year my wife got back her portable phone charger; we tore up the house looking for it.

I have no idea if she is taking things for the purpose of giving them back or taking them to use them and then returning it to us as a gift.

It's weird. We told her to stop. She denies doing it unless my wife spends 15 minutes arguing with her and then she apologizes "for trying to do something nice for us" and "make us feel included."

We have no idea what it will take to get her to stop other than ending stocking as a tradition or just banning her from the house after Thanksgiving.

Got in a small argument with my dad about the dumbest thing. He used to be a firefighter and was talking about it during Christmas. He then randomly says “Fires are a living organism”. I refuted that and he was telling me how it multiplies and needs oxygen. I then did a google search and showed him the many sources saying it is not a living thing, including one from the Western Fire Chiefs Association. All he says is “Well I believe it’s a living thing”. It was a mind numbing conversation.

I have given ample amount of time for my dad to change, more than 10 years he has become a selfish, self center, sick in the head guy.

When I was 7, my father asked me to pick sides between him and my mom because he wants a divorce

When I was 16, my grandma passed away. My father scammed the cheque from my grandma that won from a court case. and spend all the money by himself. That was her funeral money.

During my time of 10 - 17 years old, he never gave a damn about me, all my spending, my meals all are covered by my mom. He never gave a single dime to us. Time to time he will throw things and screamed at us. Then after a while came and apologize and ask us to understand he is stressed at work

When I saw 18, I went to University. Something happened to my mom I can't meet her for a year, my father gave me 50 dollars (convert from my country's currency) to survive for the whole month. I said it's not enough, he ask me to stayed and home and never go out so there is no extra spending. He is earning very well during that time. So i had to work part time

I graduated with First Degree Honours and got best student award, he went and boast if weren't for him, I wouldn't ended this well. In fact is I do all the work, I study almost everyday even during holidays. Him? Every single day he never cared about what I'm doing. My mom? She prepare meals and prepared tea for me during night time study. Making sure I'm okay

After graduation, I need a job. I asked for his help, he keep on telling how he struggled to find jobs that he had to work hard in the past and how he has "made it" now. I snapped and say I had enough of him boasting. We were on the way celebrating my moms birthday, he threw the menu in the restaurant, waited outside, called my mom, and screamed:" WHAT TIME YOU WANNA GO HOME!", "GO HOME NOW!!!!". In the public btw

I tried, and tried and tried to believe that he will change, even after 7 years. He always acted like he is the victim because I am making my own money now, I don't need him anymore and I never need him at the first place. He even tried to call me for a chat when I'm working because he feels like it, and when I rejected he says I'm a bad son. Got penalize by the company because it's during service hours. He always asked me, do I hate him? He hopes I can tolerate him.

Everything came to shambles during Christmas night. We were chilling outside, he went and start a fight with our neighbours, I tried to push him away but he keep on provoking the neighbours and saying racist slurs. We escalated the situation and the neighbours apologized to us, he ran out from the house and screamed "FUCK YOU, FUCK YOU". So I did the unexpected, I punched him. We stopped talking, as usual he wanted to apologize and hope I understands him. I blocked him and told him if he ever tried to disturb me, I will move out with my mom and I will sell the house. He will have to find other place to stay.

I don't regret doing all that, it felt good to be honest.

Edit: After ranting here, I felt even better. Finally it's getting off my chest

Christmas dinner with my grandpa sure was something. A lot of bizarre bad political takes happened but this one was the highlight.

He went on a rant about how the cost of silver is going up because China is making too many electric cars, which is also getting rid of American jobs. It was hard to follow. To combat this, grandpa thinks that Trump needs to drop nuclear bombs on multiple big Chinese cities entirely unprompted to scare them into...not manufacturing anymore? and that he will because "we need to be strong against China and Trump is strong."

I point out that this is terrorism and that he is advocating for terrorism, he agrees with me but says we need to do it anyway because if we don't, China will conquer us and their communist government will "force us to eat rice every day."

My response was to, as cheerfully as possible, tell him that I already do eat rice every day.

Next time we have dinner together, it'll be Chinese takeout.

Do these assholes have nothing better to do than to fuck up other people's day? Say something nice, or shut the fuck up and fuck off. NEVER have this issue with Great, Silent, Gen X, Millennial, Gen Z, etc. ONLY fucking Boomers. Just do not say anything if you do not have one nice thing to say. It's not hard.