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20-somethings

You know, 20-somethings crack me up. (I write this knowing, of course, that what I’m about to say is a huge generalization… that there are exceptions… that I myself was once a 20-something. Whatever.)

So. As I was saying…

They’re quite a bunch, those 20-somethings. A couple of years in university and they think they know everything. There’s an arrogance in being 20-something, an arrogance that colours the whole world in black and white with no shades of grey, that thinks it knows exactly how everyone should live and think.

Oh, I remember being 20-something. I remember the frustration I felt when others just wouldn’t see things My Way (the right way, of course), the smug self-satisfaction and superiority in knowing that I was Enlightened and understood Truth, the disdain for the hopelessly uninformed viewpoints of those who saw things differently.

Now I’m long past 20-something, and I confess that though I remember what it was like, I have a hard time taking that particular generation seriously… as, I’m very sure, 40-somethings felt about my generation way back when, and as the people of my parents’ generation may well feel about mine today.

So the wheel keeps turning.

Laurel Storey, CZT – Certified Zentangle Teacher. Writer, reader, tangler, iPhoneographer, cat herder, learner of French and Italian, crocheter, needle felter, on-and-off politics junkie, 80s music trivia freak, ongoing work in progress.

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  • Antof9 September 9, 2009

    When we were 20-somethings, we hadn't spent the previous 20 years being told we could DO ANYTHING, BE ANYTHING, and that WE WERE ALL EQUAL, and most importantly, we hadn't been told that competition was bad and all been awarded a purple ribbon. When we were 20-somethings, there was a recognizable, define-able 1st, 2nd, and 3rd place. Anyone coming in after that was … not awarded anything! SHOCK!

    I have a friend who is about 12 years younger than I am, and she's So Mad that she spent most of her life being told she could have/be anything she wanted. "It's not true!" she shouts. The fact that she was told that is what makes her upset. Not the fact that she can't have/be anything she wants, but the fact that someone led her to believe it was true.

    (and of course, we walked uphill both ways, barefoot in the snow…)

  • Laurel Regan September 13, 2009

    Wow… I never thought of it that way! Makes total sense, though. Interesting insight!

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