The Millennials

So here's the deal.  You grow up in a house that has more bedrooms than people, fully equipped with furniture, appliances, and electronics, fully connected to the internet and TV, at least two cars kept fueled by some other, clothes, linen, and maid service provided by some other, plenty of food and snacks provided by some other, a cell phone with internet connection, provided by some other, sporting equipment, provided by others; and with no concept of how it got to be this way.

Then, when faced with the prospect of leaving this arrangement and going it alone, terror sets in and guess to where the "little" one flees.  Why directly back to home, where the obliging parents let them back in because they feel guilty somehow that their kids can't do it on their own.

Hey! I think I just described many of the millennials.