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Wait wait wait... Am I gen X?! My world just crumbled
Gen X is 1965 to 1981; if you just missed the mark for Gen Z, you're possibly a millennial, aka Gen Y (1982 - 1996).
As someone from 1996 I feel split :[
Yep! I'm dumb, thanks for the correction, I'm feeling a bit less old now :)
Hey, it's all good, welcome to Team Millennial. Here's your complimentary 'I Am Older Than The Internet' T-shirt, and your back pain medication.
Good GOD I needed that medicine, thank you!
Mfs turn 30 and get a herniated disk for sleeping the wrong way.
My two herniated discs are glaring at you.
I've only got one so far - 22 to go
Those are some rookie numbers!
What can we do?! IT life for me....
My back after 10 minutes in city bus when it's Irisbus Citelis 10.5M:
I feel heard
Do we get coupons for avocado toast?
So I am Gen X born 1980. And who decided this?
That's an interesting question and I wasn't sure, but I was curious enough to go look it up.
According to this source, which I can't verify the credibility of but which seems in line with what other sources say on the topic:
No official commission or group decides what each generation is called and when it starts and ends. Instead, different names and birth year cutoffs are proposed, and through a somewhat haphazard process a consensus slowly develops in the media and popular parlance.
TL;DR "It's all made up and none of it matters!"
when were you born? if its the early 80s multiple groups want to claim you
Not really, I'm clearly an Y lemming. Just sleep deprived to thing straight
"an Y" 😬😭
...and sometimes Y
Gen x is 1965-1980 Gen y (millennial) is 1981-1996
There's contention on if gen z started in 96 or 97
I choose 96
For no particular reason
I think the demarcator is whether or not you can remember 9/11
I just had this realization with a guy I'm training at work who lived in Queens and was 2 when 9/11 happened. He has absolutely no recollection of it. Meanwhile my old ass was in high school when it happened and I can remember that day very clearly.
Heh. "Highschool". I remember driving down the road and seeing cars abandoned in the middle of an intersection, doors open and all, just outside a popular diner on the corner. The crowd was eerily silent, packed around the TVs inside that normally showed the weather, sports, what have you. When I followed suit, a stranger turned to me and said "They hit the Twin Towers!" while behind him, a screen showed the second plane impacting.
That was a couple years postgraduate, and everything changed that day. Nothing seemed real anymore, and at the same time, everything mattered — down to a debilitating granular scale. I called a colleague who had just left for NYC on a photog trip, and he didn't pick up. A few days later, be called back, frantic and babbling about some crazy shot he got just walking around town on his own. It was too be TIME's cover.
I recently promoted a guy to be a supervisor, and only just now realised he was born after 9/11...
I'm 96 and do not remember
Deargawd. How are you on the internet?!
Thanks!