When I would get home from kindergarten it was a roll of the dice if my mom was home or not.
One of my earliest gen-X memories is climbing onto the counter and making a pan of scrambled eggs for myself because my parents were still blackout drunk. I was 3.
I haven’t read it, but my knee jerk reaction is that the reason gen Xers went maggot is because they were pieces of shit who were more interested in hurting people than living comfortable lives. That’s probably one of the dangers of letting your kids go feral
Grade 3! My walk home from Fritz-Köhne was ~15 minutes in theory, but always took me like half an hour, counting the Pfennige to buy some sour candy at the corner store and also hit a playground on the way with friends. I was mandated a Schlüsselanhänger by my dad that I have lost and found over the years many times. Magically it always re-materialized, sometimes after my dad got home after work though. Waiting on the steps in front of your apartment building for 3-4 hours is not that fun.
How did we even survive without cellphones as a society? /s
So basically, growing up Gen-X.
Fucking feral. 😂 Bottle rocket fights and looking after yourself when you’re home sick from school by the time you’re 8
When I would get home from kindergarten it was a roll of the dice if my mom was home or not.
One of my earliest gen-X memories is climbing onto the counter and making a pan of scrambled eggs for myself because my parents were still blackout drunk. I was 3.
…Thats not a gen-x memory
…Thats just child abuse
“Why’s this bottle of chewable Tylenol say ‘Keep out of reach of children’? I’m a child and I can read the directions just fine”
Oof, yeah that’s basically how it went.
https://www.nationalreview.com/corner/why-gen-x-went-maga/
I haven’t read it, but my knee jerk reaction is that the reason gen Xers went maggot is because they were pieces of shit who were more interested in hurting people than living comfortable lives. That’s probably one of the dangers of letting your kids go feral
Exactly that. I got my own keyring while in elementary school.
Grade 3! My walk home from Fritz-Köhne was ~15 minutes in theory, but always took me like half an hour, counting the Pfennige to buy some sour candy at the corner store and also hit a playground on the way with friends. I was mandated a Schlüsselanhänger by my dad that I have lost and found over the years many times. Magically it always re-materialized, sometimes after my dad got home after work though. Waiting on the steps in front of your apartment building for 3-4 hours is not that fun.
How did we even survive without cellphones as a society? /s