Well, I will give you that.No. I've given the matter a lot of thought through the years. I'm sticking with Gen X, Greg. I've bolded the relevant text where you essentially concede a split down the middle.
X has all of the numbers on our side; Y, just some of them. That's the controlling distinction here.
I agree. Hell I remember being called Gen X for a while growing up, then Gen Y, and then they switched it to millenial.Well, I will give you that.
I kind of wish they just broke us all in half that way I didn't have to explain this stuff to people. Lump us early Y's in with the Gen X'ers, and lump the latter half in with Gen z. That's pretty much how it is anyways.
Nah, way to much exposure to video games and TV. We used to play everything outside with sticks. A lot of time was spent finding and protecting a really good multi-use stick. Most people's dogs roamed free. Growing up in the 60's and 70's was different.I think early millenials can be thrown in there too. We didn't even get internet in our house until I was 13 in '98. I didn't get a cell phone until Junior year of high school and it was a Nokia 5110
Yeah, we were told to go outside and not come back until lunch and then go back outside and not come back until dinner. Just endless games of tag or whatever else we came up with. One game was "first bounce or in the air". The basic premise was kick the crap out of a ball towards your friends and family. Whoever caught it on the first bounce or in the air got to do the kicking next time. We had fireworks wars in the woods. This is the rural south though.Nah, way to much exposure to video games and TV. We used to play everything outside with sticks. A lot of time was spent finding and protecting a really good multi-use stick. Most people's dogs roamed free. Growing up in the 60's and 70's was different.
Savages.We played 500, Smear the Qu33r, and 2 on 2 baseball with a tennis ball with beans for outs counting. Barefoot tackle football. We tossed up socks full of dirt at night near street lights and tried to hit the bats that would chase them back down with tennis rackets.
Opelika, Alabama