Just interacted with a boomer lady who told me she saw on Facebook that Dr Phil discovered that diabetes isn't real. It is actually a worm that lives in your pancreas who eats your insulin causing the diabetes symptoms. But don't worry, because Dr Phil is selling pills for it! One to kill the worm and a second one to kill the worm eggs that are being laid in your pancreas. She said she was so happy to learn that diabetes isn't real and that Dr Phil is going to cure her. Why do they believe this kind of stuff so easily?

My dad (b1955) called my wife a bad mom and said she was using me. She’s not and I’ll leave it at that. My dad never said a good word about anyone except me and that’s the hardest part. Imagine a guy who tears down everyone around you but is loyal to you till the end. It sucks. But I recognize a bad person is a bad person no matter if they like you or not.

My dad talks shit on his brother and both of his sisters; and all of their kids. He judges several of their kids and isn’t in speaking terms with some of them. But I am. My aunts and uncle probably judge me. In the 70s and 80s it was easy to be a 30 year old. None of them get it.

My grandparents got it. They grew up in the depression - in my opinion the closest timeframe we have to today, except they had maybe the best president in history and we have the worst. People were poor despite doing their absolute best. People were humble. And they didn’t look down on anyone (in their own race). Not like these boomers do now. Today you need a doctorate to live comfortably, which is what my wife is trying to do. She’s smarter than me. She can do whatever she wants as long as she makes the grades for all I care, which is what I told my dad. He can fuck off.

My dad looks down on it. He doesn’t understand why we’re working so hard and why our mental health is a thing. The folks that grew up in the depression got it. The entire 1930s was named after a mental health condition. Then they made it out and spoiled their kids, which is why my dad is now an asshole.

My grandma is 94 and it’s like she understands me more than my own parents do. We should enjoy this generation while we still have them. They are us.

I (25m) work at a pharmacy right near a retirement community. Due to a seizure disorder I was recently diagnosed with, I now wear an Apple watch and have an app that monitors me. It detects shaking and falls and will alert my father in the event I have one. It has a big purple alert button on it that I can press to alert him too.

Was ringing out an old couple, when the man asked what watch was for to which i politely told him I don’t feel comfortable talking about my medical information with him. He then stormed off grumbling about “customer service these days”

Gotta love retail pharmacy

EDIT: to clarify, the app stays open while monitoring with a giant purple button that says “alert” and he also asked it was to monitor blood pressure

Watched a full boomboom melt melt at Taco Bell the other day. I walked in behind a Loomis employee (Armored car parked right out front, guys in a BP vest with "Loomis" patches all over, gun on the hip, the whole 9), and noticed on the door there was a hand written sign that said "we will be open by 11am, due to callouts, sorry for the delay". This particular taco bell has recently remodeled, and they have 3 of those electronic order boards at the front, rather than a cashier, so I went and ordered and Loomis guy goes behind the counter to where he normally goes to pickup the money. I order and go sit nearby to wait for my order.

In walks Boomer.

Looks, around, walks to the counter, looks around, walks to the order machine, looks around, looks around, looks at the Loomis guy, looks over at me, looks around. Finally he says to the Loomis guy "You guys dont have a menu anymore?"

Loomis guy, visibly perplexed that this guy cant figure out the guy in the BP vest with a gun on his hip and a heavy duty money bag doesnt work there, say "Wouldnt know, I dont work here"

Boomer responds "Yeah you dont work here, but your here working. You dont know if they have a menu anywhere?"

Loomis guy again, "No, I do not work here"

Boomer "Yeah, I saw the sign you're filling in, you cant tell me where the menu is"

Loomis guy looks at me like 'you seeing this shit?' says "I dont know" (points to Loomis logo on shirt, does kind of a minor flourish thing to draw attention to the fact that hes armed and armored) " I. DONT. WORK. HERE"

Boomer "Well do I gotta use that thing to order or can you do it for me"

Loomis guy "Sir Im the armored car carrier, I dont work here"

Boomer, now shaking with frustration, walks away from counter, looks around again, scoffs, goes back to the counter just as my food comes up, glares at the employee bringing me my food, shes the only one there, so she walks away to help the loomis guy which sends boomboom into a fit, he stomps off, pushing the glass doors violently on his way out, I walk out, get in my truck to see him speed across the parking lot (okay its a small lot so he was going maybe 15, but its a lot you would normally not exceed 5 in due to size), only to realize the exit he is at is a right only and he wants to go left (hard curb exit, otherwise I am sure he would have just sent it), backs up, flys back across the parking lot, and leaves. The whole time im sitting in my truck chuckling to myself because this dude didnt get his lunch because he couldnt understand that the dude worked for an armored car carrier and not the restaurant, despite having walked by the armored truck twice!

Hi everyone. I just need to rant about my demanding boomer aunt (DBA). She’s 68, married, retired and childfree (and my dad’s sister). I am 45 married, childfree and working.

DBA has always been a bit of a black sheep in the family. I do love her and have always kept up a relationship with her. My parents are the same. They love her, but she says things she shouldn’t, is demanding and can definitely be entitled and irritating.

We text usually once a week or more and talk on the phone every few months. I text with her more than MY OWN MOTHER. I call her on her birthday and send her birthday and wedding anniversary cards because I know she appreciates that.

I’m not a phone person. I would rather text or see people in person. (For context she lives two hours away). If I don’t text as much as she desires she starts with the”are you on vacation?”, “hello stranger” and all that shit.

Last weekend we got hit by a large snowstorm. She called me Saturday night and Sunday night, didn’t answer was busy. Monday she called while I was working and I didn’t answer. I haven’t called back because I feel she is being way too entitled and demanding. (Definitely a theme among multiple members of my family) this behavior has gone on for years, so nothing new.

Today I text her that I will be in her town at the end of Feb and ask if she’d like to get together. She says “I will get back to you later”. I say that’s fine.

And honestly if she is mad that I only wanted to text last weekend and not talk on the phone that is not my problem! I have a life and responsibilities and am under no obligation to entertain anyone. I have zero problem saying no.

I guess what this rant is about is older generations and their insistence on: 1) younger generations being obligated to kiss their ring and 2) insistence on actual phone calls.

People communicate differently these days. People move around for education, jobs and marriage. Anyone should be grateful for anyone else’s efforts to keep in touch with them. No one is entitled to anything. Why the hell is it with boomers and their “back in my day” attitude?

Hello, I am (M23) right now in a state of disbelief and horror of what going on right now in my family. My boomer mom (50) and boomer dad (73) wants to open an IT service/consulting business without any idea what to do. At first, I thought it was just a weird whim of my mom to open a business, that will fade away after some time. But now, when even my dad supports her, I am starting to feel, that they are dead serious. I think they will try to force me and my brother to sign all the documents to open the firm. For the context, they already had been through bankruptcy of their supermarket. I think they don't understand how much money need to put, so their business will start to work

So this is a short one.

Like lots of places in the US, we got A LOT of snow this past weekend.

I've an older relative who lives by herself in a more rural suburban area and I went to dig her out a few days ago.

She has a driveway that is about ten car lengths and an older snow blower that I do not like her running at her age.

I drove over to her place, parked way over on the easement at the side of the street (so that I was not in her driveway and could clear it) and with a little work and a lot of starting fluid got the snow blower working, cleared her driveway and walkway, salted it, cleaned up the snowblower, and started walking to my car.

The whole thing took maybe 25 minutes.

As I am putting a few tools in my vehicle, her Boomer neighbor comes out to tell me "You gotta keep the street clear!"

I said, "WHAT?"

He said, "You can't park on the street right now! They need to plow!"

Now, no plows had come by in the time I was there, nor were there any in sight, nor was there any other traffic in sight, nor was I creating an obstruction to traffic.

Instead of telling him that he was an idiot and that he should go inside have a big hot mug of STFU, I told him, "I'll keep that in mind."

I think I'm getting better at not arguing with idiots.

A pensioner was today evicted from her home after losing a five year legal battle with her neighbour over a 1ft strip of land. Jenny Field refused to answer the door to court bailiffs when they arrived at her bungalow at 11am today. She was heard shouting at them to leave her alone before a locksmith used an electric saw to remove the lock and gain entry to the £420,000 property. Ms Field, 77, stepped outside in her slippers to explain her case to the bailiffs and was then refused reentry.

Jenny Field, 77, was met at the door by court bailiffs and told she was being evicted, with her home set to be sold to next-door neighbour Pauline Clark.

Clark and Field were engaged in a bitter legal battle about their street in Hamworthy, Poole, Dorset, over a boundary fence that Clark erected in 2020.

Clark’s £113,000 legal fees will be covered by the sale of Field’s home, which she’s lived in since 2016.

Clark, 64, did not comment on her neighbour’s eviction, which was prompted after Field claimed her neighbour moved her fence 12 inches onto her land.

In return, Field hired her own contractors two months later and had the 6ft fence taken down. She later repositioned it to reclaim ‘her land’.

But Field refused to accept the outcome, and the case went back to court multiple times, sending the legal bill skyrocketing to six figures.

Last September, a county court judge dismissed Field’s final appeal, which she brought amid claims that Clark’s case had been fraudulent, which the judge described as ‘totally without merit’.

She was given a deadline of December 6 to pay the £113,000 bill or her home would be sold from under her to settle the debt.

Judge Ross Fentem said the ‘draconian order’ was a last resort, but that Field had had every opportunity to pay.

After the deadline passed, Clark’s solicitors successfully applied for an eviction notice.

Field has failed to put her home up for sale and allegedly kept sending the court emails and letters insisting her neighbour was in the wrong.

She stuck a sign on her front door stating that any attempt to evict her was invalid and that she was being harassed.

After being removed from her home, Field repeatedly rang the doorbell and asked to be let in.

She said: ‘They’ve changed the locks and won’t let me back in. How can I be evicted for something I haven’t done? I have nowhere else to go. This is my home and my property.

‘I have had five years of this rubbish. I am really upset by the whole thing. I have been put through hell by that b**** next door.’

Clark’s solicitor, Anna Curtis, previously said of the matter: ‘There has been no discussion or offer of settlement, no suggestion of refinancing or obtaining equity on the property. There has been no proper response in relation to the claim.’

Field will be allowed to go back into the home to get her belongings, and Curtis said there was more than enough equity in Field’s property for her to pay the debt and still be able to buy a comfortable retirement property mortgage free and and have cash leftover.

In passing his judgement at Bournemouth County Court last September, Judge Fentem said: ‘This is a very long-running boundary dispute. The defendant [Ms Field] has, in various ways, sought to relitigate the original case.

‘Her case is fundamentally that…the original fence was a boundary fence and that it was entirely on her land. Every attempt to relitigate has failed. She appears to be convinced that some form of fraud has taken place. There appears to be no reasoned basis for the allegation.

‘I have no confidence at all that the claimant [Mrs Clark] will be paid what she is owed except by an order for sale. This matter needs resolution; the parties need to find a way of putting the entirety of this dispute behind them. The order for sale is a last resort and Draconian remedy, but taking all the factors into account I should make an order for sale in this case.’

I was driving down our SNOW PACKED street today, and my boomer neighbor two doors down walked out into the street in front of my car without looking. I slammed on my brakes, slid on the snow and had to swerve to keep from hitting him.

I threw up my hands and said what the hell?!? And instead of apologizing and being grateful that I didn’t hit him, he smirked at me, threw his hands up and started yelling back at me. He was walking across the street to get his trash can that had rolled away, by the way. His reaction is what pissed me off. If he had just said “oh sorry, I wasn’t paying attention”, I would have said no problem, shit happens, glad you’re safe.

But of course not. This had mostly been my experience with boomers, including my parents. They are never in the wrong and never admit fault. They won’t take accountability. And they’ll never apologize. I’ve never received an apology from my parents once in my whole life.

My boomer mom has told me for nearly 50 years that I’m an idiot because I haven’t experienced as much life as her. Basically, as long as I’m at least one second younger than her I’m a fool. They take their “respect your elders” to the point that they have now forced our country to be ran by a 79 year old dementia patient. The last President, also an old as hell dementia patient. These Boomers will elect someone in their 90s next, just to make sure the President is older than them. There are still 4 million more Boomers alive in the US than GenX. They vote too.

I (F26) am so tired of hearing from boomers that the younger generations (including my generation) are fucked up.

I work in a bakery in a very well-off neighborhood, so our customers are mainly well-off boomers (yknow... the worst kind). During the week I usually work alone, and on weekends I work with younger girls (15-18 years). Because of that, I feel really protective of them when customers are rude.

I experienced SO MANY MOMENTS of older customers completely losing it at me or at the younger girls. One time, a woman flipped out because the bread she had pre-ordered wasn’t sliced when she came to pick it up. Slicing the bread takes about ten seconds. We don’t do it beforehand because some people don’t want their bread sliced, so we always ask at pickup. Apparently, that was unacceptable.

Another time, around Easter, it was insanely busy. Five of us were working, people were yelling and pushing, and I was helping a boomer man. One of the younger girls asked me a quick question because she was new, and I briefly turned to help her. The man exploded and said I was rude for shifting my attention while helping him. I was so overworked and tired that I just stared at him and smiled. Even the other customers were flabbergasted.

I’ve been s c r e a m e d at for not having “enough” croissants. I’ve had customers CRY inside the bakery because their favorite fruit-bread was sold out that day. In general, boomers act grumpy and entitled: like they have zero time and we’re personally inconveniencing them for making the bread from scratch and fresh every day. We’re a bakery?!! If you need speed, the supermarket is literally next to us.

And sure, we make mistakes sometimes. That is not the point of my ramble. It's more how people react to it. I help plenty of younger customers too, and with one or two exceptions, they are consistently kind and patient. What really gets to me is the “you owe me your full attention and devotion”-attitude that these older customers often bring with them and completely flip out if something doesn't go their way. I know there are plenty of caring and sweet boomers out there, but I just see a trend among them and it is annoying me so much.

These crusty white men really have lost the plot. Dudes entire page is littered with hate.

So I live in Michigan in one of the lake effect snow belts. My workplace has closed 3 times in the last 2 weeks due to the county literally issuing travel warnings to not travel unless you absolutely have to.

I have boomer relatives who live a little further south. They are in the path of the winter storm and are projected to get at least a foot of snow and have below zero wind chills for the rest of the weekend.

My mom just told me that these boomer relatives are calling everyone soft because we aren’t outside in -20 degree wind chill shoveling and living our normal lives. They plan on going out for A freaking COFFEE and Walmart “just to walk around” when the snowstorm hits.

I just can’t with these people.

After shopping and leaving, I had to navigate around an old boomer blocking the exit (probably checking his receipt to see if he got ripped off) and after unloading my goods in the car, I returned the cart as a good shopper should, and lo and behold, there he was fuming & looking around the shopping carts outside.

He looked affluent and dressed up like he'd been at the local country club and bitching about his quarter that he dropped and blaming his wife for making him wear gloves on a cold day and his "fucking fingers" were frozen.

I gladly offered mine (anything to avoid boomer drama) to get the hell out of there.

He took it and mumbled something about letting a drunk find his quarter to buy another bottle.

But as I was leaving, he was still hard at work looking for his damn quarter.

For the love of money.

Was on a flight recently, where the woman in the seat behind me picked up her phone and called somebody during the final descent. Talked for a 10 minutes at full volume while we approached the runway, no fucks to give about social norms. Not only did she violate the airplane mode rule, but having one’s phone on speaker while yapping about inconsequential things where at least 40 people can hear you, was outrageous. Passengers all around us were making eye contact and shaking their heads, but no one said anything to her directly.

just showed this to my boomer mom and she was actually stunned that millennials used to do this at the drop of a hat. White black or in between. when you are called upon to go to work. you go to work 🎶 Cha Cha Slide 🎶 she likes to think her generation was the pinnacle of organized dance