I think OP is probably referring to gen-alpha. The millennial’s kids. The ones that are growing up never knowing a world without Minecraft or smartphones.
Or have ever called a landline hoping the dad won’t pick it up, and then when he does fear for one’s own life.
Or to look your crush up in the phone book after working up the courage for ages. Call, heart-racing. Parent answers. Ask for the girl. They yell across the house. One year later. “Hello?”
“Hey, it’s me, ivanafterall.”
“Who?”
Classic rite of passage, am I right, guys!? We’ve all been there!
I’m 37. How do I co-exist with fully 100 different “generations?” I can’t keep up.
There’s only like, five or six alive right now. There’s the Baby Boomers (our parents, because most of our grandparents have died off by now), there’s the one after us, the Zoomers, which are Gen-X’s kids. Gen-X is the one that came right before us. You and me are Millennials, I’m 40. We came into adulthood in or around the year 2000. Our kids are mostly gen Alpha. The first generation born entirely within the 21st century and have never known a world that wasn’t fully connected 24/7.
While that can be well and true now, I had been called before Gen.X then Gen. MTV, there was a time when we were the screwed generation (with similar adjectives to it), then millennials (I was already working though before Y2K, and recently I heard someone refer to FPS from my teen years as a “boomer shooter”.
I’ve been through more generation changes than a dragonball character.
