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Every so often, I say or do something “cringey” that prompts our very trendy and popular Gen Z daughter to sarcastically say “Okay Boomer” to me.
Not as much these days as a year or two ago, when the phrase was at its peak.
When she says this, I always remind her that her mother and I are not, in fact, Baby Boomers, but part of a lesser-talked-and-written about generation between them and those millennials.
I am a Gen Xer
Gen X or Generation X is a demographic group of people born between the mid-1960s to 1980. The age range differs slightly between researchers and media houses. Some use the early 1960s to late 1970s or early 1980s. However, the majority consider the range to be from 1965 to 1980.
Having been born the week prior to Thanksgiving in 1970, I fall squarely into this age cohort. My younger sister (born September 1975) and younger brother (born June 1977) are also Gen Xers. The shows, movies, music, and many other things that we like harken from the same era of the eighties and nineties, although my younger siblings appreciate modern entertainment and gadgets more than I do.
Even though my wife, siblings, and most of our friends represent only a few dozen of Gen Xers, there are nearly sixty-five million of us, according to Statista. Despite that, the website fails to mention…
