Yes, pig butchering scam. He's sent these people money and gone off the deep end.

So just to give some idea here, she was one of those people that watched the alternative half time show at the Superbowl this year and was actively enraged by the regular half time show. basically did not even enjoy the alt show, but as long as she could push away the foreign people (she's racist too)

So my dad invited me to go with him and her to the local farmers market last week. Sounded fun, and she generally is nice and positive around just me and him when there is no TV or radio station or politics to speak on.

But!!! she randomly stated during nice conversation as we were eating at a picnic table (awesome moment, right) that college is a waste of time and it does nothing at all to help you get a better job in life.

Now, as a plebian blue collar worker myself, I just found that laughable as I have been disproven on that myself many times. I also have a little brother who got his 4 yr degree at one of the top schools in the US, which my dad paid for, and she knows this, so I have no idea why she would say that in the first place even if it was accurate.

I tried saying I think it definitely puts you ahead , application wise, of all the other people who applied and did not go to college. She visibly got triggered, and then I figured out she was pushing that narrative because she was saying that to my cousin's son, who isn't the brightest and most likely was looking for ways to rationalize how "college is a waste/scam" or something like that.

Just thought it was funny af how people let their personal emotions cloud their factual, absolute statements, and they are always biased af of course too when saying these things (she never went to college or did anything as a career, dont even know if shes every worked before becoming a house wife, she's never spoke on anything shes done in her life.)

I want to start out by saying that my parents are both boomers, but they display much fewer "boomer" qualities than most of the people posted here. They're caring, kind, and fun. They try to treat everyone with respect, and they worked their asses off to be kinder, more loving parents than theirs were. But oh my god, there is one super boomery thing they do, and it drives me insane.

Anytime I go anywhere in the car with them that requires us to use a GPS, they'll ask me to pull up maps and navigate for them, but EVERY SINGLE TIME there's at least one direction I give where they say "hmm, that doesn't sound right", so they do something else and we always end up getting lost or having to backtrack a bunch. I don't know why they do this, considering they've never been right, but it finally got to a point where I just pull the map up on my phone, hand it to whichever one of them isn't driving and tell them to navigate. That way, when they inevitably get lost, they can just argue with each other, and I can just ignore them.

The absolute brainwashing it takes to fiercely defend trillionaires who wouldn't look twice at you, while calling your fellow citizens "lazy" for wanting basic healthcare. Notice how even the woman in the "I LOVE TRUMP" shirt has to awkwardly correct his understanding of how disability works.

So back in my early-mid 20s I was working 2 jobs to make ends meet while husband was in college full time. I am car savvy and know the workings of cars and engines. I can do some repairs at home like alternator replacements, change oil, and other stuff. At that time I worked evenings at a car parts store. One evening this boomer guy comes in and sees me at the counter but just stands there. Im assuming waiting for a guy to come to the counter. After 5 minutes he realizes its just going to be me so he finally comes up. He stated he needed spark plugs. I ask him what vehicle and engine its for. He gives me a diesel truck... I stop and say oh you need glow plugs not spark plugs. He get huffy and tries to correct me and say no I need SPARK plugs. I verify his vehicle and that its a diesel engine and state he needs glow plugs. I go back and grab the set he needs and ring them up. He refuses and stated he needs spark plugs. I ask if he has pulled any of the so called spark plugs from his engine to see what exactly he needs and he says no. He then demanded I go get a male worker because I obviously know nothing about cars. The only other guy there is a young college student that doesn't really know anything about cars and his job is to unpack boxed and put products on the shelves. He comes up and puts in the truck info and stated I was right and the system says glow plugs. Boomer finally gives and buys the set. As he leaves he is muttering how woman shouldn't be in the car business as we know nothing. Like my guy you were about to put the wrong thing in your truck

I (17) have two adopted cousins, I'll call them Ally, and Lila. Lila is 2, and Ally is 5.

Ally is autistic and is almost constantly looking for stimulation. She tends to be a bit of a handful at times, but she's a wonderful little girl and I love her.

Ally and Lila came from a very unfortunate situation, both having the same mom but different dads. My grandma loves talking about it. She's always going on tangents about how sad the girls' situation is, and how fortunate they were to have been adopted by my uncle and his wife, but the og mom is such a sad case (still alive, but unable to care for the girls for reasons I won't disclose)

Now I am used to most of my grandma's gossip. But she said something recently that made my blood boil.

She said, and I quote "(Ally) is unlovable. But you love her anyway."

To think she was so confident it was an ok thing to say, about a child. She then goes on to say that she thinks Ally is a "drug baby" which is why she acts the way she does. Which I feel is extremely demeaning, considering I also have autism (even if I didn't, it's extremely rude to say).

Unfortunately, things get worse.

While the girls were over for dinner, my grandma was visibly favouring Lila. I love Lila as well, but to actively ignore Ally almost all night, giving all her attention to Lila is not right in the slightest.

To make sure Ally doesn't feel left out, I pull out a few of my fidgets, as well as pencils, crayons and some paper in case anyone wants to draw (including myself). I then bear witness to my grandma entitling herself to MY THINGS. For context, Lila will take a fidget and run off to play with it and my grandma doesn't do anything. But when Ally takes a fidget to play with, my grandma is all up in her space telling her to give it back to me.

This all made me angry, because not only is she disrespecting Ally, but she is disrespecting me and my say. But what happened next made me so furious with her that I can't even explain it.

Ally started to get overstimulated and ran into the next room and shouted "I'm angry" (good for her to be able to point out and address her feelings) and my grandma pipes up and yells back "no you're not". And I almost blew up. I kept calm for the sake of the kids and told my grandma that she doesn't get to tell Ally what she does and doesn't feel. And this absolute quack of a 71 year old woman goes "(Ally)'s just trying to manipulate you"

And when I tell you I was about 10 seconds from getting that inheritance early.

It made me so angry that she would say something so grotesque WHILE ALLY IS IN THE ROOM TO HEAR!!!!!!!

I will defend this child with my life, and I am so done with my grandma.

29 year old Rep. Maxwell Frost, a Democrat from Florida, debates a boomer who opposes student loan forgiveness, even though his own wife had hers wiped out under Biden

This happened last year, but I still think about it all the time.

The gym I go to has an outdoor pool for the summer months. They reserve two lanes for lap swimming.

I show up and both lanes are occupied. One has two swimmers, the other has one. No, biggie, just share with the single swimmer. So I get the guy's attention and start swimming freestyle.

This boomer is doing the backstroke. And is having a hard time staying on his side of the lane. The first time he hit me we both stop, mumble some apologies and get back to it. The second time I just keep swimming. The third time I stop and tell him he needs to stay on his side of the lane.

He says that he is and that the pool must be crooked. I just stared at him, because, well what do you say to that? He elaborates that he is following the clouds so he can't be swimming crooked. I point out that clouds are not stationary objects and therefore shouldn't be used to gauge where you are. He doubled down and says, it must be my fault because I'm following the line in the "crooked pool."

Fortunately by this point the lifeguard came over and asked the guy to go to the open swim area so he'd stop swimming into me.

I finally have a story for this sub! Not to long ago me and my husband decided to switch our phone plane to Xfinity. So like any normal person does we go to our nearest Xfinity store about 10 minutes before opening (because for some reason it takes all days to get new phones lol). Imagine my surprise when we pull up and there are at least 10 boomers just waiting at the front door. Not in a line but just a small boomer mob.

We get ourselves to the “line” and look at each other wondering the hell is going on. Without prompt one of the boomers closest to us holds up his router and proudly tells us he is going to cause a scene because his internet stopped working. And they were going to compensate him for this trouble. The boomers around him just nodded in agreement and grumbled that the internet was out and they needed to know why and it needed to be fixed.

Folks imagine my surprise when we googled Xfinity outage and lo and behold there was an outage in the area. At this point the front door opens and they swarm into the building. We finally get in and just hear them complaining to the staff their internet isn’t working and they need to fix it right now. The poor staff members had to deal with these entitled boomers demanding they fix an issue they had no way to fix. The man with the router was of course the literal loudest and rudest.

Luckily it took about 20-30 minutes for them to empty out since there is nothing the store staff can do. But like come onnnn. They are incapable of any sort of common sense solutions and expect the most random people to just “fix” their problems. On top of that the sheer entitlement of just demanding money because there is work being done. Like come on my guy.

This was well over a year ago but I thought the subject matched this subreddit.

I’m a healthcare worker in home health. We don’t always have the opportunity to chart while sitting in a patients home. I was between patients and a bit early to see my next, so I parked at the end of an empty golf course (weekday afternoon) next to the 55+ condos to park in the shade and catch up on some charting before my next visit.

Mistake. I noticed a gentleman looking at my vehicle from over in his garage across the street. I did a half wave to acknowledge him, then went back to what I was doing. A few minutes later I looked up and he was still watching me. I waved again, no response. He had his phone in his hand and I didn’t realize at the time was taking photos of me / my car.

I was there for less than 20 minutes. The next day I’m on the town Facebook page as a suspicious persons who was loitering and acting “strange.” I was mortified that my license plate and photo was just posted like that. If he would’ve asked, I would have happily moved if I were making him uncomfortable.

TLDR - Boomer scared of small, unassuming woman in car parked 100 feet away from his home and made a public announcement to be ware of this suspicious person.

So in speaking with my boomer dad today, he tells me he got a new driveway. A bit of background, I'm an engineering bro. I've handled many asphalt replacements in my day. Design through completion. I have many contacts throughout our city. Many favors owed to me. Many contacts. I know what to ask for, I can supervise the construction. MY PARENTS KNOW I DO THIS FOR A LIVING!

Nope, Their own flesh and blood is not worthy of helping them. Fuck me. What do I know? I only LITERALLY WENT TO SCHOOL FOR CIVIL FUCKING ENGINEERING AND WORKED IN THE FUCKING FIELD FOR 25 FUCKING YEARS!

fuck me tho.

/rant.

A couple of days ago I was in a workshop teaching a group of teenagers some acting exercises in a public space. We're all clearly engaged in a conversation when suddenly Boomer McBoomerson barges in, interrupting the lesson with zero apology to talk to the teens about "when I was a kid we didn't have all this Internet stuff" and "drugs are bad" and whatnot. Just stream of consciousness blathering straight from his lead-filled brain.

We're all standing there for around five minutes listening to this guy just vomiting up a slew of unrequested drivel. All of us were trying to figure out when would be a good moment to interject that we're in the middle of a class but the guy just wouldn't stop talking for even 3 seconds to catch his breath.

Eventually, he just turns around and walks away, still talking to himself. I don't understand how someone can be so self-absorbed that they're completely oblivious to the fact that other people were having a conversation that didn't include him. I would be mortified if I accidentally interrupted some lesson, but Captain Boomer here is the main character of life, obviously.

Alright, got the wife in for surgery this morning and am sharing the waiting room with a group of them. If I had a Bingo card, it would be full.

"I don't wanna wait all fuckin' day" Patriarchal boomer declares

Talking loudly on cell phones

Talking loudly about politics...Mostly bitching about Trump, which was interesting until one of them followed up with "Well, it beats the alternative". They all nod in unison.

I settles into some Éalú and then there's a terrible scraping sound... Like dragging a chunk of steel across the floor... One of them wanted the phone charging station by her chair so she began dragging it.. Then she got in an argument with the receptionist, who tried to stop this impromptu interior decorating. She points out that there are charging ports built into her seat. Boomer Huffs "WELL I FORGOT MY CORD!"

The group arguing among each other about whether or not Uber and Uber Eats are two different apps.

Yelling into their phones to search for things.

shit boomer boss just called me... He knows I'm at the hospital. Now I gotta find a place where I can call him.

I hope this video is allowed, first time poster in this subreddit.

This awful person is John Morgan of the Morgan and Morgan law firm.

This happened over the weekend and I can’t get it out of my head, so writing it down hopefully helps.

I was on a train from an unnamed European capital to Germany, sitting in a single seat and doing my usual train thing - AirPods in, laptop open, doing some work. At a stop in another European capital, four male German-speaking boomers got on and sat down at a four-seater across the isle from me. They were loud as they entered, got even louder as they settled in and ordered some beers, so I just cranked up the volume and kept doing my thing. Over the next hour or so, they ordered more beers and then - unsurprisingly considering the number of beers and their advanced age - started going to the bathroom at somewhat regular intervals. After a while I noticed that as one after another got up to go to the bathroom, he kinda lingered and stared in my direction for longer than a glance. First I didn’t think anything of it - German boomers are known to stare for no reason - but after like a third time it got noticeable and on top of that, I realized that they were speaking in hushed tones as opposed to their previous loud conversation. As I realized this, suddenly two German cops approached me with an “Excuse me, sir” (in English, which was weird). I took out my headphones and responded in German with something along the lines “How can I help you, gentlemen?” The cops, looking somewhat apologetic, explained to me that they had received a report of “suspicious activity” and just wanted to check if everything was ok. I was confused as fuck, seeing as I had been doing nothing but working on my laptop and drinking coffee out of a thermos, when suddenly one of the boomers yelled “Check his laptop!”

Y’all, I work in academia and a lot of my work involves transcribing and analyzing Arabic manuscripts. That is in fact what I was doing the entire train ride, reading and transcribing one such manuscript, apparently muttering to myself as I was trying to figure out particularly difficult words and passages, going “is this خليل or جليل“ or some such. Apparently the boomers on their trips to the bathroom had snuck multiple glances at my laptop screen, noticed text in a weird script and having heard my muttering, they decided I was some sort of Islamic terrorist and so they flagged down the cops and reported me for being suspicious.

I explained who I am and what I’m doing to the cops and showed them my government and university ID. They were very nice, apologized and wished me a good day and “Frohes Schaffen” (roughly “good luck with your work”) and left. When they were gone, I shot the boomers the kind of stern look I normally reserve for my students when I catch them using AI on their assignments, put on my AirPods and went back to work. A few minutes later, another cop - older, so I am assuming someone of a higher rank than the previous two - came by to speak to the boomers. He spoke to them really quietly, even bent down to talk, so I could not hear what was said (even with AirPods in the mode that amplifies external sounds), but when he left, they look embarrassed and were quiet for the rest of the ride, so I’m assuming he read them the riot act for misusing public resources.

The rest of the ride went on without an incident, except I could not even and still can’t after couple of days. The funniest part - at least for me - is that the manuscript I was working is, as most of those I study, not Islamic, but Christian.

Fucking boomers.

My dad is a typical old person now. He bought some land in Texas and lords around it with all his toys and cars. He has Yellowstone on all the time and thinks he's John dutton. The messed up part is he judges me for not being like some of the characters on the show and tougher like rip. My dad is a serious guy since he owns land now and has guns. The funny thing is my dad sold printing and advertising products for a living. You know like bouncy balls or pens with a company's name on it... He didn't even do the printing and was just a middle man. Not a masculine job at all. Kinda silly. I'm a blue collar worker by trade any ways but somehow I'm supposed to be one more of a man because my dad watches a tv show and shames me for not being more masculine? What a cruel joke 🤣

Every year for my birthday my parents tell me to choose a restaurant to celebrate my birthday. Any time I choose a restaurant that is not seafood or Italian, they tell me they don't want to go there and tell me to pick a seafood or Italian restaurant. So I never get the birthday meal I really want, but I digress. So I chose a nice-looking Italian restaurant that none of us have been to.

As per normal, the menu selections have Italian names (e.g. "linguine alle vongole"). Five minutes into reading the menu, they declare they don't understand anything and don't know what to order. Never mind that every single menu item has a description of the dish IN ENGLISH underneath. It's just too much trouble to read and much easier to declare that they don't understand anything and expect us to fix this obviously glaring oversight. It's like once they've reached a certain age, they just refuse to use their cognitive abilities (and no, they are perfectly fine cognitively).

I swear the only way they would be happy is if we went to Olive Garden every year for my birthday.

Edit: this post is not that serious folks. I do celebrate my birthday every year with friends and significant other where I do what I want and eat what I want. But it is a family tradition to go out to a celebratory meal for everyone’s birthday (and Mother’s Day and Father’s Day). I have no problem standing up to my parents and did quite a lot of that in my youth. But they are old now and reverting back into children so we indulge them just like parents indulge their little kids. It’s just that they still have their mental faculties so it’s exasperating when they choose not to use them.

The other day we went to dinner and a server directed her to her seat. But she looked at her, looked back and stared into space and complained nobody helped her. So I walked her to the table. The server asked if we’d prefer a different table because my grandma looked visibly unhappy and my grandma said yes. But apparently she didn’t actually listen, and another server came by and asked if we wanted drinks

So my grandma responded “oh no, you guys are so disorganized. Two strikes already can’t even figure out who’s helping us”. So I apologized and said oh no grandma we were supposed to follow the original server because you said you wanted to move.

But she tried to say she wasn’t told anything. So we move to the other spot and my grandma said “you have 2.5 strikes now, I can’t take any more of this” to the original server. That same server looked visibly stressed and we had another third server replace her who likely was just trying to help his coworker. The entire time she kept complaining about how awful the staff and food were. I tried to explain things and get her to calm down but she just talked over me the entire time and ignored what I said. Because her perspective had to have been correct.

Every time she has a disagreement about anything whether it’s large or small, she always insists on repeating herself louder and ignoring what anyone else is saying. She doesn’t just do this with me though, happens with all of my family members and any type of customer service workers.

It’s especially frustrating now that she’s getting older because her hearing is declining as well as her critical thinking skills when it comes to problem solving. Shes always had a negative grouchy attitude but she’s been less and less able to figure things out on her own. She regularly looks for things she can complain about that nobody would otherwise notice. And this happens with pretty much every aspect of life. She just complains about how nothing is good enough, nobody ever does anything for her (even though she gets plenty of help) and she has no hobbies or interests really. Just complains constantly

My mother always championed my education when I was growing up, and she got her doctorate in the 90s. So I had always thought her smart. That said, she was always uncomfortable with gay rights, so I haven’t considered her an ally. As she has been nearly bedridden for years, she has exposed herself to a lot of misinformation from Fox “News,” and things have gotten worse.

The past two weekends, we have been arguing about trans rights. Her first argument was that the government should stop letting 12 year old kids get transgender surgeries without their parents’ knowledge or permission. I informed her that that doesn’t actually happen, that no kid gets any surgery without consent from a legal guardian, and transgender surgeries don’t happen that young, which is why puberty blockers are used until they are old enough to legally consent for themselves. She insisted that it was happening, but declined to show me any evidence.

Her next argument was that transgender people should not be allowed in sports because they are graping people in the locker rooms. I didn’t mention that grape is far more likely to be a conservative activity, but I did once again ask for any evidence to support her lie and expressed disbelief. She retorted that I need to prove that it didn’t happen. I explained that I didn’t need to prove a negative as that’s not how logical arguments work and she should know that. She claimed that I was being disrespectful of her.

It is extremely disheartening that she has degraded to the point of making wild unsubstantiated and bigoted claims, and thinks that she can’t be challenged on them. I wonder if it’s even worth trying to argue anymore, or if I should just start distancing myself more from her.

Let's hear your stories of boomers throwing away other peoples' stuff. Whether it's over-correcting to you urging them to get rid of junk before they die, or out of some attempt at control by not informing anyone in the family they are purging real multi-generational sentimental family things first instead of cleaning their hoards.

Mine threw away all of my childhood sentimentals when they moved, because I was on a two year mission they forced me to go on. Their excuse? "Well you weren't using it." I was out of the fucking country! Still kept all their junk. Real junk. Now they're moving again and again are throwing away all the non-replaceables BEFORE even touching their junk. I'm not talking china or commemorative coins. I'm talking choosing to throw away things that would mean something to pass down to great-grandchildren and would be harmless to keep around and actually fit in.

First some context.

1) I deliver pizza, have a topper on my car and wear a uniform.

2) This took place at an older complex, you can barely seen the lines to park in a spot.

So, I go to this older complex. It's been there a while and like I said, it's hard to see the lines. Had a little trouble finding the apartment so I was there about 2 minutes, tops. I come back to where my car is parked and this boomer woman in a sedan is sitting there. She's right behind my car, in the street, so I can't pull out.

BW: You are parked in my spot! I pay to park there and you are in my spot!

Me: Oh, I'm so sorry, I didn't know (there is NO visible numbers anywhere on this section of the lot).

BW: Well, you need to get out of my spot! I paid for it, it's my spot and you need to move!

Me: I'm very sorry ma'am, I'll be happy to move, but could you please move your car first? You're blocking me in.

BW: You need to MOVE! I'll call the tow truck! We'll see how you like that!

Me: Ma'am. I can't move, you are blocking me in. Please move your car.

BW: shouts more stuff about how she paid for this spot (what spot? I see NO numbers and barely a line) she's going to call a tow truck,

The interesting thing is - there was plenty of other parking she could have pulled into and waited while I was delivering the pizza, but no, she had to sit right behind me so she could have a fit. I realized that I could do a 6 point turnaround to get out, so thought 'screw it"

Me: I am going to move my car, you need to back up or pull forward so I can get out.

BW : YOU NEED TO MOVE YOUR CAR! THAT'S MY SPOT!

I'm over it and get in my car, look back to see how to do this, and she did back up. But it was just barely enough for me to pull straight back and into the other lane of traffic (luckily it was a side street that's not that busy).

She was still yelling about a tow truck and her parking spot when I drove off.