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By Francesca Garcia, February 22, 2019
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I’m constantly finding myself setting off my own Gen Z traps.
I end up further proving how dim witted my generation is sometimes. Yeah some of us may be I.T. geniuses and the next Steve Jobs, but for the most part my generation are caught up waving our hands under non-automatic sensor taps for minutes, until we realise in order for water to pour out you have to lift the tap up.
It’s sad that millennials play themselves constantly. But somehow along with our downfalls we are a generation that has protested upon LGBTIQ rights, we have a larger awareness on feminism and equality, and we make shitty lime green slip dresses look great.
We think crystals can solve hundreds of dollars of debt, we romanticise drugs, we turn things off and back on if they don’t work, we spend seven hour’s worth of pay on a bottle of 100% cold pressed argan oil, and all for what? To be humiliated by the generations before us.