Everyday I’m reminded of how old I am.
I come to the newsroom and realize that I’ve been coming here for four years, while more than half of the staff has only been coming in here for a little more than a year. I go to practice and workout with a team where 12 of the other 13 guys were born in a different decade than I was.
Last week I turned in my graduation forms. The real world is knocking on my door and I’m not ready to answer it. (In my defense I just got out of the shower and I’m in a towel, they’ll have to wait for me to put on some pants before I open the door.)
What happened to my youth?
Despite the fact I feel like an old man sometimes, there are several differences between myself and those that, numerically-speaking, fall into the “old people” category. Primarily the fact that I can still relate to the whippersnappers and their pop culture.
I’ve got Justin Bieber on my iPod, I read Twitter in class and I’m constantly on YouTube trying to catch the latest viral video before it becomes “old news.”
My mom and dad? They don’t.
And neither do most other older people. Their priorities are different. They didn’t grow up in as much of a media-centric world so they’re a little slow on the uptake to certain things.
Now I’m not going to turn this into a roast the way Jim Carrey did in the movie Liar Liar when he began a rant by resorting to the insult “Simmons is old!” I am, however, going to point out some differences between people my age and those who are older.
The generation gap has become very prevalent to me lately as I’m realizing there are things I take for granted with others, having no regard for the fact that some people are older and out of the loop.
I might put something in the paper that’s an inside joke. You might not get it, probably because you’re not as cool as me (that’s a topic for another column though).
In a way it’s something that I’ve dealt with since I first started writing for The CN: the fact that those reading the newspaper might not really understand what I’m talking about.
I wrote about T-Pain when he was our spring concert performer in 2008. Odds are most professors, faculty and administrators didn’t get my jokes about T-Pain’s guest performer being somebody that he had already collaborated with. As a matter of fact it probably went over a lot of students’ heads too, but at least they knew who T-Pain was.
Some readers of The CN seem to be using the “jump to conclusions” mat from the movie Office Space. They see something we print and assume they know what we’re trying to say and even our motivation behind it.
Well, I’m sure both my generation and older generations are familiar with what they say assumptions make out of you and me.
At the end of the day this is a college newspaper and the main audience we write for is the student body of JCU. Our content is geared toward them and includes articles about things they’re interested in and what’s currently going on in “our” world.
If you don’t fall into that category then don’t be so quick to judge us, you’re probably just too old to get it.