Tuesday Morning on a Monday Afternoon: Why weren't they open for ME?? Don't they know that "I" need to shop? I am a Generation Me'er...technically

My boss/great friend and her husband have been telling me about "Tuesday Morning," a store here in Tuscaloosa. I went there years ago, and I thought I would go again. I am not a big shopper, so the lapse in time between my first visit and now is not a reflection of the store! Unfortunately, they are closed for a week for inventory. Still, I did a little window shopping (in sub-freezing temperatures) and decided it would definitely be a good idea to go back.

Other than that, I had a very busy day. I got out to campus about 10 a.m. and photocopied my syllabus and then went to the library. Because I have spent most of the holidays sick, my mom dropped me off to avoid too much time in the cold. I am glad that she did because it was really freezing this morning and it was nice not to walk all over campus. After working for a while, she picked me up and we went to lunch at the Indian restaurant here in town. Yummmmm!

Mom and I were really restless this afternoon and wanted to get all of our errand running around finished before the even colder weather sets in tonight and tomorrow. So, we went to Sam's and the post office and the public library. I know...we have such exciting lives. Anyway, I checked out a book called Generation Me by Jean Twenge (very interesting book). I read through some of it this afternoon and basically it is all true. You are a part of Generation Me if you were born from 1970 onwards. Basically, the worst part of the generation begins to hit around those born in the early 1980s...these are the kids that are told that they are wonderful constantly and given stickers for everything and told that doing things because they feel good is the way to go. Now, there are positives to some of this. I think that many people in earlier generations did end up in unhappy situations because they weren't selfish enough. Still, I think that Generation Me is totally spoiled and out of hand. I see it every day...and those who are part of it and rebelling against it will tell you the same thing. One of the first phrases used in the book to describe this generation is "a sense of entitlement." The later kids out of this generation also have helicopter parents (those that hover constantly and do everything for their kids, personally and scholastically). I can deal with entitlement because eventually that one will come back to bite these kids in the ass. What I can't deal with is the concept of helicopter parents. I have seen these people at the college level...used to be only in grade school...and I have one message: If your child can't handle a situation on his/her own by college-age, then THEY SHOULDN'T BE IN COLLEGE. I would have been mortified if my mother or father had signed up for an appointment with my professor. (Not to mention the things my professors would have had to say.) So far, I have not had a face-to-face encounter with one because I try to keep very open and helpful relationships with my students and they seem to respond well most of the time (those that want help, anyway). Still, I have seen other teachers deal with this phenomenon. Very strange.

So, does anyone out there have opinions about all of this? Do you have a "Generation Me" story?

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