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Back in My Day…

By Kev
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I saw this “Back in my day” meme/comic (credit to Wrong Hands) in one of the many Facebook Gen-X groups I frequent. I figure it this way: if it makes me smile, it might be worth sharing. After some consideration, I thought this meme might not necessarily apply to Gen-Xers. As such, I offered the following comment.

  • The Blizzard: Gen-Xers would build some epic forts in the snow and defend them vigorously with an endless supply and well-packed snowballs. Add in a little wind? No problem here.
  • The Lava: Most of us learned to hop the furniture throughout the house to avoid those ‘hot blurbs.’ Totally safe from that threat.
  • The Angry Pagans: Personally, I’d do what I always do when people are yelling at me: offer the following gesture: 🖕 with a resounding “Whatever!”
  • Broken Glass: We played in broken glass. That’s what Band-Aids are for.
  • The Tar Pit: Endless hours of playing Pitfall taught us the solution to that. Gators optional.
  • The Quicksand: Multiple viewings of The Princess Bride offered valuable insight when Westley successfully navigated the Fire Swamp. Princess Buttercup will confirm.
  • The Dragons: Thousands of hours of Dungeons & Dragons provided that solution. Don’t believe me? Watch Stranger Things Season 4. Eddie Munson will testify.
  • Polio: Drinking water from the garden hose and playing in the mud as kids offered permanent immunity.
  • Landmines: Our mothers suggested we just get up and walk that shit off, much like falling off that four-story steeled barred jungle gym. Although we might’ve had to wait until she got home from work after laying there for a few hours.

With all this in mind, I don’t see the problem.

One reply to these observations suggested I “won the Internet” for the day. That’s cool, I guess. Could I get that traffic for this site?

No?

Eh. Whatever. Gen-Xers are used to being ignored. 😁

About the author

Kev

I am Generation X.

I was born in 1971 and am a resident of Westminster, Maryland. Sarcasm is my first language. I am caustic, politically incorrect, and fiercely opinionated. I have no filter, and I don't do 'woke.' My pronouns are 'fuck around/find out.' I don't care about your truth or your feelings, if you're offended, or what anyone thinks about me.

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  • Love this! Every time we went outside we entered a different world of imagination. Our imaginations were so well developed that we would be immersed in theses worlds for hours, and sometimes entire days of adventure. I imagine writing fiction may be a similar adventure.

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Kev

I am Generation X.

I was born in 1971 and am a resident of Westminster, Maryland. Sarcasm is my first language. I am caustic, politically incorrect, and fiercely opinionated. I have no filter, and I don't do 'woke.' My pronouns are 'fuck around/find out.' I don't care about your truth or your feelings, if you're offended, or what anyone thinks about me.

Because of this, I have been accused of being a narcissist, a sociopath, and I don't care.

I have been playing piano since I was seven, writing novels since I was eleven, and computer programs since I was twenty-four. In recent years, I have been dabbling in photography and cinematography. Now I'm doing this blog not only to write my memoirs, but to rant about shit that bothers me because that's what I do. I don't censor, but I might tell you to fuck off if you annoy me. Which you probably will. Most people do.

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