In a completely original move, I’ve decided to get into house plants. However, with so many millennials gleefully entering plant parenthood, I think I know why.
We millennials have killed off many things. Now I believe that we should finish the job and kill off the car for good.
With the GM of Muffin Break serving up some half-baked theories about millennials and work, I suggest that its time we have a little chat, guys.
While generational labels are nothing new, the term “snowflake millennial” is one of the most acidic. It might roll off the tongue, but it is anything but informed.
Halloween is again upon us, but those who assume it’s a holiday for children are very much mistaken. It’s our excuse to dress up. But why?
As a millennial, socialising offline is a trial. However, there is one place that puts us in the frame for a good night out. Dietary concerns and all.
Last year, we took down Ross Geller from Friends and Ian Fleming’s 007. I’ve discovered three more that may trigger us.
As a member of the generation that raised millennials, instead of distributing blame, I think we should think on our own sins, and the conditions we set up for them.
Deride me if you must, but the search for purpose and fearing your mortality is not unique to the mid-life crisis. So, yeah, we’re taking your existential angst too. Don’t hate.
Our parent’s generation says we should all stop seeing the avocado for our own good. I’m not saying they’re right, but to prove them wrong, I’ve decided to break up with my green bae.
For we millennials, affordable housing is little more than a myth, one perpetuated by those who criticise us loudest. So before you look down at us, look at yourselves first.
According to research the best way to motive your millennial workforce is to keep them away from the office as much as possible.
A whole bevvy of revamped statistics has made the idea of finding love on a date all the more unlikely, but also rather more interesting. J’accuse, sex interview!
A recent study discovered that a large percentage of parents had no idea what their kids do for a job. And I agree. But I don’t like its tone.
Millennial recollections of childhood are dominated by ’90s pop bangaz, “stranger danger” and those gaudy pre-Internet days we spent in innocence, before we were bludgeoned by the graphic 24-hour news cycle. But was life really better back then?
Some brilliant Internet cretin has re-jigged the circus freakshow, filling it entirely with millennials. Ha ha, god help us we’re pathetic.