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. 😁
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.
Now that you mention it, very *are* very similar! Hmmm.