Is it just me, or are many of todays young adults selfish, self-centered, and unappreciative? My wife is over at my mom-in-laws house today, thery have been planning, preparing for, and paying for a baby shower for my wife's youngest niece for the last two weeks. Three years ago, my wife and MIL paid for and prepared for a bridal shower for the same person, and two years ago many of the family members paid their own expenses to fly to Cancun and stay there because the young couple wanted to be married in this so-called romantic location. Here they are so broke they are living with the guys father, yet they could ask others to fly to Cancun so they could have a wedding there.
My wife told me this morning that neither she, nor my mother in law, nor any other family member involved got a written thank you note for either the bridal shower, or the wedding, and none of the people that gave the couple a gift got a note of appreciation for their thoughtfulness. That was news to me. Well, not really SURPRISING news.
Four years ago, I helped the second youngest niece move about 100 miles to another apartment complex for her job change, in the middle of the winter. Probably worked 20 hours in the bitter weather, provided boxes, moving pads, carts, dollies, put 200 miles on my truck and enclosed utility trailer, guess what? Never even got a word of thanks personally, via email, or a note.
Went to two graduation parties a year and a half ago, distant cousins kids were graduating from high school, drove an hour one way each time, gave each graduate a $100 bill and a very nice personal letter I spend a lot of time composing. Guess what? Never got a word of thanks from either of them.
I used to do semi-pro photography as a sideline, took pics for the wedding I mentioned earlier, put them in an album as a gift to the couple. Never heard a word of thanks. My wife asked me to attend the shower tomorrow to take pictures...do you think I even want to attend?
Selfish, ingrate kids really tick me off. Thanks for listening.
Dude..... Many moons ago, my ex's middle kid got caught steeling, went to jail and finally got out after about 6 months. Since then, he's been on probation. I let him move in, since I was married to his mom and he didn't have any place else to go. Even though I DESPISE liars and thieves. And druggies.
Well it didn't take too long for me to kick him out for disrespecting me and his mom.
Fast forward a few years. Me and his mom are divorced, but still sociable. When I found this shop, there was no place for me to live so she let me shack up with her.
And in return, I gave the boy (32yr old) a job with me. about 3 weeks go by and a catch him out in the garage, stoned out of his skull, with a bag of meth lying in front of him. So I fired him. The thought of him wrecking my truck, with a customers mower on the back, while he had that crap in his system, was too much.
So after 3 weeks, and the boy still wasn't working, was still not cleaning his room or picking up his mess in the restroom, I tell his mom, "You're either going to force him to get help, force him to move out, or I'm leaving. Period. End of story."
I ended up leaving.
A month later, she's telling me that she's fed up with the son and that she's laid down the law to him, (after like the 10th time since I've known them) and wants me to move back in. Well, considering the motel bill is about $1000 a month, I thought I could move back in, save enough to get me a travel trailer soon enough.
Well the kid did finally have a job and was helping out around the house more. But I was working from about 7am til like 9pm. By the time I got home, I wasn't to do chores. Especially when those same chores was on his list to do. You know, like feed, water and walk the dogs, mow the yard, etc etc etc.
Well after about a month of that routine, the mom starts harping on me for not doing enough. Come to find out, the boy was trying to get back into his old lazy ways, and was complaining to his mom about me not helping him. So, one night I get home, about 9pm, to find my stuff sitting out on the front porch.
Moral of the story, some parents suck at raising kids. He'll talk down to her. Cuss her. and pretty much break every rule she comes up with, until she's about to blow her top. But then he'll do a little something around the house, and it's like she forgets all about the crap he did before. And there's a TON of grown kids (from their mid 20's to their 40's) that act like this. And their moms (and some dads) just let'm get away with it.
My shop is on the wrong side of the tracks, sort of speak. Lots of drugs and losers around here. And the sad part of it is, probably 40 to 50% of them are in their late teens to early 20's. They're homeless and on drugs because they can't "deal with their parents." And the whole time I'm wondering, how in the hell can you deal with going hungry, sleeping on the streets in the Texas heat and having to bum for everything you can get. The ex's son, he'd rather live on the streets that deal with having to abide by a few rules at home. His mom knows this. But she's afraid he'll end up in jail or dead if she kicks him out.