Posted on 03/17/2025 3:27:17 PM PDT by grundle
This generation is lost.
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lol... No! even as a kid I would have caught that one!
In my squadron, they sent a boot after prop wash and he went down to the P-3 squadron (because they have props, he thought) and actually came back with a spray can of Prop Wash.
Cultural literacy has been erased. Smart phones and social media did it. My 25 year old niece, 3.7 GPA university grad, admitted to me the other day that she didn’t know what I was talking about when I mentioned a mortar and pestle. She also wasn’t sure, two years ago, if Jackalopes were real. She also doesn’t own a dictionary and thinks it’s ‘weird’ that I have several, including a gigantic, unabridged edition from the early 1900’s. We are so, so screwed...
what was in the can? or did you all realize there is an actual substance?
No, they didn’t realize that it was an actual product. They didn’t count on the resourcefulness of the boot.
> 3.7 GPA university grad, admitted to me the other day that she didn’t know what I was talking about when I mentioned a mortar and pestle <
Retired public school chemistry teacher here. Many school districts - including my own - have been relentless in eliminating lab periods. They say it’s to save money.
So the lab skills that I taught back in the day are no longer taught. Using a mortar and pestle, titration, determining density, etc.
All gone now.
Back in army aviation, we used to send them for a hover bearing. Little did I know that tech supply actually made up a doohickey and gave it to the guy I sent. Needless to say, I was dumbfounded but recovered quickly. I told him that it didn’t have a tag so we couldn’t use it. Sending a guy to the airfield commander for flight line and rotor wash only happened once.
The Cav in Uijongbu would send their acft to us at Casey for a phase inspection. They had “Mad Dog Sir” stenciled on the vertical fin. We changed it to “Eat Dog Sir.” Never heard back.
I passed Chemistry because of my acing the Final Exam: Identifying the substance. I’d loved the lab work, and have reasonably logical mind. Did terrible on homework and exams. But give me a lab and mystery? I WILL find the answer, and I did. Was nearly failing, but came away with a ‘B’ for the course. Kids today don’t know how to think, or to DO anything!
The left-handed hammers are right next to the muffler bearings.
Oh sure, NOW you tell us...
bttt or
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I’m a millennial. I was born at the beginning of the generational divide, but I honestly relate more to Gen X than I do other millennials. I’ve often wondered why over the years but in the past decade it’s become quite clear.
Excuse the expression but my generation is a bunch of dumbasses. And Gen X has far, far more common sense.
I think that might be why.
You have a lucky employer and are destined for a higher station. Congratulations in advance.
They aren’t common, but left-handed hammers do exist.
LOLOLOL!
Nice
I had a dork once calling all around town for Blue Ink, since his monitor was no longer displaying blue colors.
This always struck me as humor for stupid people, there is an endless vocabulary for specialized tools that we don’t know and it is easy to ask someone for a Cross Pein Hammer or a dead blow hammer and that person won’t have any idea what you are talking but but they assume that you do and will look for it and they wouldn’t know if a rack hinge hammer exists or not, they just assume that you do if you are asking for it.
some were good(me included!) but others, we just shook our heads...
we had this one kid who dropped out of nuke school(after he got his 3rd class crow. a real dork. didnt even know what a crescent wrench was or how it worked. but super smart. I was sitting under a blower on the lagging pads on one of the ships turbine generators reading thru a tech manual... he came wondering up and asked what I was reading... I says Johnny... If the turbine is spinning at 12800 RPM and the circumference of the turbine housing is 3.9 feet, if ya took it out and set it on the ground how fast would it go?
He looked up and in about 3 seconds looked at me and said “ooohh about 560 miles per hour”... i just shook my head and we went on talking about other stuff. later after watch I was up at my locker and I noticed my little calculator laying there in the drawer. so I punch in the numbers and laughed to myself. 567.3 MPH!!
He never did excel in the mechanics of the engine room, but he was always welcome around me...
lmao... thats a good one!! sent him to get it tagged!! lol
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