“Worst. Generation. Ever.” A stigma that has become attached to us tech-savvy college students entering the job market. Although, according to this stigma, we are too consumed by our phones to even notice.
My lack of interest in cooking and my enthusiasm for food makes me a frequent customer at my favorite restaurants. I’m amazed at how many times I’m out to dinner, I see a mother and daughter dining, and it’s the MOTHER who is on her phone and the DAUGHTER who is getting annoyed. What? Isn’t this the exact thing they criticize us for? I’ll be sitting at the doctor’s office or in traffic and I’ll look over, and there they are, scrolling through their Facebook’s with their index fingers. The thing is, these are the generations that are calling us incompetent because we are “addicted” to our phones and social media. but they have become just as bad , if not worse, than us .
While scrolling through my Facebook newsfeed, I’m always surprised by how many comments people get on their statuses. Upon further investigation, I learn that it’s because not only did their mom comment on it, but, so did their Aunt Sally from Nebraska, their second cousin’s husband’s sister, and maybe even their grandma decided to chime in. For some reason, they all decided to use your status as a forum for a full out conversation!
A few of us have even gotten to the level of friendship with someone where we’re Facebook friends with their entire family. This is part of the reason why many of us have taken refuge and fled to Instagram. (Part of me thinks Instagram knows this and that’s why zooming in on a picture isn’t an option – as my mom does every time I show her a picture.)
The most frightening part of the problem of moms on Faceboook is that they engage in the “petty” behaviors that they would yell at us for doing. For example, I joined a Facebook group that is dedicated to the “pertinent” information of my hometown. The majority demographic of this group is women, ages 30 and older, who are mothers and grandmothers. I’ve acquired a lot of useful information from belonging to this group. Not only do I know where to buy the cheapest bread in town, but I can also tell you “when that Indian restaurant downtown” closed. There is only one reason why I’m still in this group. I’ve learned that the only thing more entertaining than a bunch of teenagers getting into a Facebook fight is a bunch of moms getting into a Facebook fight. There was a pretty nasty fight the other day over a new candy store that opened in my town. Some people said it is overpriced, some people said it is fairly priced, and some people commented just to tell everyone how much they love candy. How many comments did the candy store dilemma generate you ask? Two hundred and fifty.
My advice to all those moms out there on Facebook is ironically the same advice my mom always gave me. Avoid Facebook drama, don’t post anything too personal, and, please, no more Candy Crush.
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