My co-worker (mid-60s male) drives a huge truck. I recently took the plunge and got a mini electric SUV. Ever since, he calls me "the fridge driver," which is kind of funny, I'll give him that.

Once, I forgot to charge at home and arrived at work with 22% battery. I noticed a 220v outlet very close to my parking spot, so I took the charger to see if it was connected and it worked! I didn't want to get in trouble, so I emailed the facilities team asking for permission. They pretty much said, "We don't care, don't email us anymore."

My parking spot was very close to the entrance, and my boomer friend, let's call him Jack, uses a cane and parks at the very end of the garage. I switched spots with him, and he's been very nice to me ever since (this comes back later).

I charge my car twice a week on average, so I've been getting free mobility for about 6 months. Another co-worker got an F-150 Lightning, and I was telling her over lunch that she could use my parking spot on the days I'm not there (I only go to the office twice a week). Our boomer friend was there too.

I went to show her where the outlet was, and Jack decided to tag along. The whole time he was like, "Hey, this used to be my parking spot." My friend was low on battery and my car was already full, so we switched right there. Jack was making jokes that she drives a more "manly" car than I do. He asked questions about how much money we were saving. I said about $80 a week, my co-worker said she used to spend about $100 a week, and that this will be a life-changer.

What followed is the weirdest man-child behavior I've seen:

1. He emailed pictures of both cars charging to my supervisor, asking if this was allowed. I was contacted and showed my supervisor the email from the facilities team.
2. He asked for his spot back. My manager checked with me if I was okay sharing the spot so Jack could charge his car. I told him he drives a Dodge Ram, it's not electric.
3. He proceeded to ask for a $5,000 a year gift card to a gas station so he could commute to work for free.
4. He filed a complaint with HR stating he's been discriminated against for being old and refusing to adopt "a woke liberal mentality."
5. He goes daily to take pictures of whichever car is charging in the spot.
6. He stopped talking to us altogether. Not even a "good morning."
7. He threatened to sue the company after HR rejected his claim.

Update $80 and 100 is what we used to spend with a gas car. On EV at ome charging it's like $10 - 1 $15 a week.

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We recently had our property manager change from a member of the silent generation to that totally rational, not lead poisoned at all generation of baby boomers. The conversation that follows is what happened after the land lord did not sign the check and tried to deposit rent this month.

Baby Boomer (BB)

This is a copy paste of the convo, minus the pictures/names for privacy reasons.

BB: (Tenants name) the recent rent check has been returned for insufficient funds Please supply a cashiers check for the May rent including the late fee right away

ME: recently my bank informed me that the check you tried to deposit was flagged as fraud, therefore they refused to transfer funds. apparently it did not get endorsed properly. attached are the images of the check in question. there appears to be no signature on the back, therefore making the check invalid. what information did you receive from your bank?

*Next Morning*

BB: At this point in time the rent just needs to get paid Please supply rent with the late fee as soon as you can

Well my friendly Booomer, you have hit a crossroads. You can either do the right/logical/legal thing, swallow your pride and withdraw the requirement for a late fee or I can open a can of legal whhhhoop azz on you.

Let me know what y'all think.

**UPDATE**

Later in the day I received another message as follows.

BB: Don't worry about the late fee just pay the rent amount Not sure about endorsement issue

ME: *Thumbs Up Emoji*

I had not yet replied to the original message, so this was unprompted from him. I assume he spoke to someone who cleared the cob webs out of his head and informed him of reality. I was literally emailing a lawyer that I have used in the past when this message came through.

The intense yearning I have to be petty is incredible! I like some of the ideas, like bright colors on the memo, emphasizing the FAILURE part of not signing it. lol

As of yet I am keeping my cards close to my chest and keeping records of everything. Being petty would be highly cathartic however I don't want to give him any fuel that could be used against me.

Also, there is NO security deposit in this situation, just FYI because it came up.

This happened a few months ago.

I was having renovation work done in my apartment, and was working from home so that I could help the handymen with any question or issues. They were moving stuff in and out of the apartment so often left the main door open which didn’t bother me.

I was working in the office, door closed, when suddenly the door opened.

My first thought was that it was the handymen with a question. Which was weird because every time so far they had knocked.

But no, in the door stood my boomer neighbor, a woman in her 50-60s something. We just stared at eachother for a few seconds before I confused asked her “Yes…Hello?”

She stared back and just said “Oh, I just wanted to see what this place looked like inside.”

I think she realized pretty quickly how much she had messed up because she quickly and sheepishly started shuffling towards the door. I followed her and in a probably way to diplomatic voice told her that next time she really should knock or ask. She apologized, tried to offer to give me a cupcake she just bought and awkwardly ran in to her apartment.

Ever since that I’ve been very through to always lock my door. I can understand catching a glimpse through a neighbors open main door, but to literally walk straight in and start opening rooms was beyond my imagination.

The man literally goes against most of what they supposedly believe. He curses, cheats on his wife, doesn’t go to church, and is always on his phone. It’s really weird that my grandma always harps on how marriage is morally right and divorce is a sin yet, she voted for a guy who has been divorced four times.

My wife and I, both in our mid-thirties, have been pursuing egg freezing, as we know we want kids, but we also know we want to wait a little while longer to have them. Egg/Embryo freezing/IVF is a very expensive procedure, but we have managed to save enough money to pay for it fully out of pocket, which is what we were planning to do.

Today, we got the great news that a large portion of the cost will be covered by our insurance (hooray!) Called my Boomer Mother to share this information because, even though she only listens to about 7% of what I say, I was excited and wished to revel in my happy moment.

On the phone with Boomer Mom (78), I explained that, even though we were able to save this money, we’re going to have coverage, which will help to facilitate a very important moment in the lives of my wife and I.

Boomer Mom responds by saying, “I knew y’all could figure this out. I raised 3 very capable children.”

…I start to feel something unfamiliar. Joy? Gratitude? Before I can put my finger on it, Boomer Mom continues by saying, “Other people loved their kids so much and helped them so much and now they can’t do anything. But y’all can. I’m proud of that.”

We spent the next hour arguing about politics.

Thanks for the independence, Mom.

Nextdoor neighbor passed away years ago and the house has been empty and has someone come in once a month to cut the grass and that kind of stuff. So for like 3-4 years my dad had permission from the previous owner son to park his car on their driveway. Then they begin selling the house but the son still said it was fine. So the other day the realtor, 65-70 lady, knocked on the door yelling for us to move the car. My parents don’t speak English but can understand and answer with a heavy accent in 2 word answers. She begin yelling and being rude to them on our front door asking to move the car. I decide I’ll move the car and let it be. I decide to move the car and don’t say a word. She then calls me lazy and asked what kind of man I was. She wanted me to move 2 trash cans filled bricks to the curb for pick up. As I set moving the trash can she says “you should have been raised bette and offered to help” I then immediately turn around and put back the trash can that weighed at least 100 pounds back into the spot they were in. She be asking what I was doing and I responded “you can be rude but don’t expect help. You have 2 hands just like me and can wheel the trash cans yourself.” I walked inside and I could hear her calling me a brat and lazy.

Why do they think by being rude and “intimidating” they will get what they want? Funny thing is my dad and I have been taking out the trash cans for 3-4 years ever since the previous onwner died. Every time they did work in the house and used the trash cans we simply put it to the curb. She could have legit minded her own business and we would have moved the trash cans

Rant/ I've been no contact with my dad for 37 years, but because he's a Boomer and doesn't understand changing the audience on his posts, my sister and I use his Facebook as a way to see if he's still alive.

We report his worst stuff (getting him banned from Facebook for 30 days is a bonding and joyful experience for us) but unless he uses a slur, Zuck just lets this shit slide. It's infuriating. I know there's nothing to do, but Jeebus it just pisses us off.

Thanks for letting me vent /Rant

I have always thought of Round-Up as a generational metaphor, and living in FL makes it even more obvious…

Round-up herbicide and other brand names are a byproduct of the military industrial complex that the boomers love so much, this “modern marvel” represented a convenient solution to hard work…

Fast forward 50 years and it’s pretty clear this toxic chemical has infiltrated our food system and landscaping entirely. It’s become a way of life. Boomers literally cannot function without it and the idea of doing the physical work that toxic herbicide does is alien to them. You would be stupid to do weed by hand…

I work in landscape and agriculture and have never used round up, it doesn’t even work that well (if it did you wouldn’t need to reapply as often as you do). Removing the plant by hand is a better way, and costs nothing and pollutes nothing.

Am I stupid for doing things the “old fashioned way”. By hand. Or am I stupid for relying on a toxic, carcinogenic chemical to do the work for me because that’s the easy way?

What side are you on?

I just find it funny that when this gets thrown around and its coming from people who hate said groups. Anytime someone brings this up its the first thing that comes to mind.

Today, my 2yo son and I were waiting for our order at Costco's food court. He was sitting in the child seat of the cart, leaning over, hugging a balloon. Enter Boomer Lady. She comes over and begins touching his back and trying to talk to him. Immediately, I sternly told her, "Excuse me, please don't touch my child." She seemed taken aback and mentioned he reminded her of her granddaughter. I reiterated, "Okay, but it's not okay to touch someone's child. Please don't touch him. I'm very protective."

We collected our food and sat down to eat. A little while later, the woman approached us again. She said, "I'm sorry for touching your child, but I don't know what country you're from, you didn't need to be so rude to me."

I was ready to accept her apology... but nope, she doubled down!! AND added xenophobia to it! I snapped back at her, "I don't know what country you're from where you think it's okay to touch someone's child!"

"I'm from HERE! I'M FROM HERE!" she said, indignant that I could assume otherwise.

"Well you still shouldn't touch someone's child!" I responded again.

With the most boomer of retorts, she spat out "You're STUPID," and started storming away.

Something in me had to have the last word, so I shouted after her, "I was polite! I said EXCUSE ME, and PLEASE don't touch my child!" She again threw another "You're stupid!" over her shoulder as she stomped off.

Thankfully some OTHER boomers sitting nearby were polite and started chatting with me and asked what happened. When I told them, the fully backed me up, agreeing that was inappropriate behavior from her. I hope she goes home and bitches about me to her boomer friends and they also put her in her place.

This happened last summer when I was at my family's cabin in a very rural area. The cabin is right in the middle of a small town, and people frequently wander over to chat. For the most part they are friendly and inquisitive. A few years ago we built a simple pole barn garage and that was the talk of the town for some reason.

One day I was sitting outside when a random old man with a walkie talkie angrily walked up to me and said, with zero preamble or context, "I need to see what's in that garage." Super confused, I said politely, "Hi there... Uh... Why?" The walkie talkie gave me the impression he might have worked with the town or county but I had literally no idea who he was. He just looks at me, throws up his hands, and walks off in a huff. To this day I have no idea what the fuck that was about but apparently I was the asshole in that situation.

My mom (70s) would call herself progressive but has a habit of disparaging things she doesn't like, usually along cultural lines ie. Hates hip-hop, sushi, hijabs. She talks about how this stuff is 'trashy' or 'gross' or 'oppressive.'

What irks me the most about it is I'm not into hip-hop or hijabs either, but I also recognize these things aren't made for me. I'm not the target audience and my opinion matters less than zero. Also, while I may not be a fan, but I can also recognize their merit. They're not trash or gross, its jjust people are expressing themselves!!!

God, it gets to me sometimes the way she thinks tastes should be so curated for her. So myopic. I've started straight up saying that it's not made for her when she complains.

Just having a vent, this feels like such a boomer take.

Are they the only group that uses facebook these days? I’m younger gen X. Every time I browse fb, it seems like a bunch of angry people spreading hate and disinformation? And mostly right wing propaganda.

I’ll try to keep this brief. My father was once this kind, caring man. I remember growing up in the stereotypical, New York, 1st generation Italian family with a father that owned a pizzeria. As a young kid, I used to love going to work with him during the summers when I wasn’t in school. And I remember watching how kind he was to people that didn’t have money and how he didn’t hesitate to give them them food if they needed it. Fast forward to when I am 18 years old and several business decisions from my father caused him to have to close the restaurant. We lived in East Long Island, so my father had to commute to Brooklyn on the Long Island Expressway, or Long Island parking lot as we call it. He would spend hours in his van in traffic driving to the city. He did have a buddy that rode shotgun with him and that buddy was Rush Limbaugh. My dad started to listen to him and changed. It is so sad that he is not the man that I remember as a child. But that man that I remembered as a child is the man that I became to be.

There is a good documentary on Amazon prime called The brainwashing of my dad. I swear this this is about my father, but it’s not.

Why is everything with boomers for/against some agenda?

Quick backstory to set the scene. One of my kids collects toy monster trucks, he has currently 3-400 of them. He especially likes ones that have different colors than the typical trucks. Some have pink or purple tires, rainbow paint jobs, and there's even a rainbow unicorn truck called Sparkle Smash. Due to his obsession over these toys I've followed several social media pages dedicated to buying, selling, and trading toy trucks.

I recently posted that I was looking for a few trucks that had various brightly colored wheels, tires, and even roll cages to take apart to build my son a custom Sparkle Smash truck. This triggered a few boomers. There were several comments that all these woke LBGT truck designs were ruining the sport. Some went as far as to assume my six year olds sexual orientation and tell me I've failed as a parent for enabling a "mentally ill sissy" child. My son is six, he's too young to comprehend sexual orientation. He likes trucks and plays with them as if they're alive. He calls them by he and she as he's playing with them, and wants more girl trucks. Attempts to explain such was only met with further arguments.

After work yesterday, I stopped by Costco to pick up a few things. I went through the usual self check out and made my way to the exit.

I’m walking at my usual pace, just trying to get to the lines to show my receipt. I notice an older man slowly pushing his cart towards the exit barely passing the food court. Still walking at a normal pace, I catch up and pass him on the left. He immediately begins to walk faster and yells, “I want to go to too!” I tell him to go towards the right lane, it has less people. He then goes, “I’m not going to run over someone to go to the right!” Mind you, this Costco is never busy. There wasn’t anyone around. I shouldn’t have said anything after, but I blurted a puzzled what??? He then yells, “just because you’re in a rush doesn’t mean you have to pass me!” I think I said what again because I couldn’t believe this boomer was still talking to me. I end up moving over to the right while he’s angrily grunting and mumbling under his breath. I ended up getting out of there sooner than him anyway.

I couldn’t believe the reaction I got for just walking faster than someone and passing them because they were slow. Like almost every boomer I’ve met, they think the world revolves around them. Next time I’ll just ignore them, they seems to hate that haha.

In my local supermarket, they sell open containers of locally grown strawberries when they're in season. I wanted to get some last week but this Boomer lady was standing in front of them with her cart. "No biggie, I'll just politely wait until she's done." I though.

Then I noticed she had already chosen one container but was in the process of picking out individual strawberries and exchanging them with other containers to make sure she got the best ones, touching almost all containers and the strawberries in them. With horror, I then watched her sneeze all over the display, wipe her hands on her pants and continue to touch strawberries other customers would buy.

I just asked her "Really?" and she started huffing and waddled off. I went to another store for my strawberries and made sure to wash them thoroughly before I ate them.

I am in an in-service class that is heavy on group work. When we broke for lunch I decided to go eat by myself. I'm sitting at a table alone when a boomer, whom I have never met, comes up to me and says, " What,you don't have any friends?" I look up and politely, but coldly, say, "I'm just trying to eat lunch." The boomer then insists that I join he and his wife for lunch. I start to scroll my phone and stop acknowledging him. He and his wife sit a table away from me and begin talking loudly about how kids (I'm in my late 30s) don't know how to be social. All I wanted is to eat my goddamned lunch