Skip to comments.The most bizarre moments when these spoiled kids met the real world
Posted on 04/08/2017 11:19:32 AM PDT by mainestategop
Sometimes it takes an everyday chore for someone spoiled to realize they have it pretty good. Like, say, using a broom.
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If I were president of China, I have memos sent to all my generals saying: WARM UP THOSE JETS, POLISH THOSE RIFLES, WERE HAVING KUNG PAO AND CHOW MEIN AT TRUMP TOWERS NEXT YEAR!
I especially loved the ones where they cook and clean for the first time. I actually saw this in my workplace. I hired a 23 year old, came from an affluent background according to his resume, me and the guys wanted to have fun so we asked the new guy, Richie Rich to sweep up and mop the office.
He had no idea what he was doing...
He also didn't know how to put on a pot of coffee, didn't know how to wash a window or a fridge, he was sweating and flabergasted when it was over.
We told him it was more of an initiation and a science experiment. We wanted to see for ourselves what the lifeskills of the better born were.
I mean we were well off but we didn't start out that way. One of my employees grew up in the Ghetto, the other came from the boondocks. Just about all of us had to learn to take care of ourselves by the time we were 13 or earlier.
Unfortunately, too many of these damned kids are spoiled and rotten as hell. Even Benjamin Spock would be appalled.
My eldest son is 7 he picks up after himself, cleans his room helps mom in the house and watching the baby ETC. they learn early about responsibility.
When they get older I'm taking them to some of these places like Bowery, Skid Row, Washington County Maine, Hanncock county Maine, parts of Boston and Providence, I will show them what happens when you feel entitleed and when you aske the government for a handout and that they need to be responsible and study hard at a young age.
I'm no strict disciplinarian, I hate Amy Chua, she's lucky her daughters aren't psychos, I wont put my kids through that but I'm not gonna spoil them I'm not gonna let up and I'm not gonna let them cling to my shirt tail forever. They're gonna learn when their older step by step to be men.
As for the rest of my generation, it'll probably take an economic collapse and maybe an internal war between immigrants and others to man them up. The great depression worked wonders for the lost generation to ready the for ww2, another one plus immigrant marauding will also work.
One of my favorite stories is the young man who got a flat tire and sat in his car for hours waiting for help. He was not aware that if he lifted the carpet in his trunk, that there was a compartment that held a spare tire and the tools for changing it.
Of course, that begs the question whether or not he would have known how to use the tools to change his tire.
My kids were a bit spoiled...but we put them on horses that they had to take care of, groom before and after riding, get back on when thrown off, love even if they didn’t get a ribbon in the show. I’m a big believer in putting kids on horses if possible.
“Of course, that begs the question whether or not he would have known how to use the tools to change his tire. “
My dad insisted that each of us kids change a tire for the spare before we took the car out the first time. One sister hated it. The rest of us loved it.
The only Millennials I know that aren't that way are the ones who live in the Bible Belt and Middle America. They're taught early on nobody owes you 'nutin' son, you gotta get up and get yourself a job!
The Boondock Millennials and the military family millennials are among the few I know that aren't like that. One of my associates, a businessman from Portland ME had to get to where he was by the straps of his army boots.He had to enlist in the military to get to college. Changed his whole outlook. Went from self entitled pantywaist liberal to Conservative in a heartbeat!!
Everyone else, even the poor ones think to themselves don't worry! Your parents take care of you till your 18, then the government looks after you you aint gotta care to worry about as long as there are Democrats running things here.
Sand Hill, Ft Benning, GA
Grew on the back of a horse. Good times. First kiss was in a hay loft. LOL.
Riding didn’t do my back any favors though.
Yes...my daughter suffers but still rides. It’s her passion. The traveling circus to the horse shows was quite the life lesson also. :-)
I doubt he would have.
Since you are part of the millennial s I suggest your example is more typical
The children of the 60s were called lazy and irresponsible. Even Aristotle called out the youngsters of his time.
It is not new
Yeah, b/c this kind of thing is unique to the current generation.
Incorrect. My daughter gee up in Silicon Valley....she learned all those things and more. Her hubby grew up in metro Atlanta and he knows all that and more
It ain’t new.
I don’t hold it against them if they were brought up a certain way, but the true character will come out when they have the opportunity to step out of the bubble. Some show they have the right stuff, others just bitch about the bubble being too small.
Many of the people at Free Republic are unaware that white Millennials vote almost exactly like their parents, except about 5% of white Millennials vote Libertarian.
The only reason national politics are not completely dominated by the Democrat Party is because white Millennials have a much higher voter turnout than non-white Millennials.
By the way, I'm from the Vietnam era, and I've despised manual labor my entire life. Very few people, from any generation, CHOOSE to work a manual labor job, unless it's paying a union wage.
Since I've also been a long distance runner for more than 50 years, hating manual labor has nothing to do with being hot, sweaty, and tired.
The welfare state has seen to it that non-white millenials from the hood and el bario are in that manner!
What to know what kids could do in the 1800’s...
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Please take them to a National Cemetery a few times, preferably on a Holiday. Walking or driving slowly past stones of all the servicemen that died in the successive wars, battles and actions is also character building.
I think it’s great to give your kids better things and opportunities than you had (my parents were like this), but it has to be tempered with teaching real-life skills and responsibility. My parents did a lot for me, but I knew that making a dollar takes effort and not to be wasteful. I think it’s less about “things” and more about instilling good values.
My dad made me change a tire when I was 17, before my mother and I made a girls’road trip across the desert. I was swearing to myself, as it was a hot day. When I couldn’t tighten the bolts enough, I called a friend who had taken shop. She had been the only girl in auto shop. I asked her how she tightened the bolts. She said, “stand on the wrench if you have to.” Sure enough, it worked.
Afterwards, my dad said he didn’t really expect me to change a tire on the road, but he wanted me to know how to do it, because sometimes guys who come along offering to help are kinda stupid and will do it wrong if you don’t watch it.
He also taught me how to use jumper cables, which came in handy to help other people in addition to myself.
Liberty Insurance has been airing and ad where the mother is so thankful that all their son had to do was call for roadside assistance. Meanwhile the other boys whose parent’s insurance doesn’t cover it are stranded and helpless.
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