Anyone that knows me, knows I love my kids. But here's the truth..... I don't always like them (and I'm certain that those feelings can be mutual at times). I've worked really, really hard not to let them turn out to be a$$holes, but it's hard. It's a constant battle. The entitlement thing is the real deal and I struggle with it on a regular basis. And I know I'm not alone in the WOE (War On Entitlement).
Entitled generation POV:
- Don’t feel like verbally communicating?
- I’m too tired, too busy and would rather text.
- Frustrated because you’ve been asked two times in a row to take out the garbage and your sibling hasn’t?
- Mom is a b*tch.
- Feel as though your clothes and sneakers are outdated?
- Mom/Dad never make time to go shopping.
- Don’t want to eat spaghetti AGAIN?
- Bojangles is so much better.
- Xbox keeps disconnecting because wifi is on the blink AGAIN?
- My parents are so frustrating by not getting this fixed by now.
- Made a bad grade on your test in school?
- The teacher is terrible. Ask anyone.
- Can’t find your earbuds?
- The dryer ruined them AGAIN.
Real life:
- Don’t feel like verbally communicating?
- Hey, YOU! Step away from the smartphone screen.
- Frustrated because you’ve been asked two times in a row to take out the garbage and your sibling hasn’t?
- If I say it’s YOUR turn, it’s your turn.
- Feel as though your clothes and sneakers are outdated?
- Have you seen my closet? I have clothes from before YOU were born. (and I still wear them) Get a job.
- Don’t want to eat spaghetti AGAIN?
- Refer to “Get a job”. Too young for a job? Here’s extra marinara sauce, just like YOU like it.
- Xbox keeps disconnecting because wifi is on the blink AGAIN?
- Let me get YOU Time Warner’s customer service number 1-800-TWCsux. Be thankful you're b*tching about lack of wifi vs. lack of food and shelter.
- Made a bad grade on your test in school?
- Step away from the smartphone (again) and study. YOU have to pay attention in class, read the material, and repeat.
- Can’t find your earbuds?
- Stop leaving them in YOUR damn pockets!!
At some point I hope my words resonate with them, but realistically, it probably won't happen until my kids are older, independent and have someone complaining to them about
wifi, and regular-ole spaghetti.
Until then, I'm happy to be the Naggy-McNaggerston. They can hate me now and love me later. Sure beats the hell out of the alternative.

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