Time, date, location, schedule, attire, drop off ok or not, fixed time period, food served - all in evite. Once there - runs like German train system.
Millennial mom’s hosting party:
I dunno, just come over. Once there. Shitshow.
Millenial -tells people to meet at public space. Shows up late. No space for party. Spends half of allotted time looking for new space and tracking down guests
Millennial - 🤷♂️
Millennial - plans event during lunch time. Wait, are you hungry?
What the hell is up with goodie bags at a kids birthday? This ain’t the oscars. These kids don’t need swag just for being five.
It’s worse than a participation trophy. And only getting worse.
99% of them have never been in a gym.
100% of them kowtow to their wives and children.
0% have any chemistry with their wives.
All of them probably think I’m a douche bag.
Yet. All. So. Soft. And. Unhappy.
Clear and concise leadership!
Daughter had two cupcakes though so naptime should be lit.
Was just spotted in public because of it.
I’m chatting up one of the moms and a reader walks up and says “are you jack?!”
Then I had to explain the truth about my identity.
Turns out, she is on our side.
I take him off to the side for a short chat.
When I return to the table, mom is twirling her hair and says, “are you famous?”
She looks up and says, “man this world has gotten so messed up!”
To be honest, I’m floored that this is how the big reveal went.
There are sane people among us. It just takes a risk to find them.