9 things millennials do that their Boomer parents will privately never understand no matter how many times it’s explained
Look, I’ll admit it. Last weekend, I sat across from my daughter at brunch, watching her photograph her eggs benedict from three different angles before taking a single bite.
My expression must have said it all because she laughed and said, “Dad, it’s for my Instagram story.” I nodded like I understood, but honestly? I still don’t get why anyone needs to see what strangers are eating for breakfast.
And that’s just the tip of the iceberg. After raising three millennials and spending countless hours trying to understand their world, I’ve realized some generational gaps might be permanent.
No matter how many patient explanations we get, there are certain things about millennial life that leave us Boomers scratching our heads in private.
1) Working from a coffee shop
How can anyone concentrate with all that noise, the constant stream of customers, and someone’s complicated latte order being shouted every thirty seconds? My kids tell me the background noise helps them focus. They say working from home gets lonely and the coffee shop provides “ambient energy.”
I tried it once. Spent forty bucks on overpriced coffee and pastries, couldn’t hear my own thoughts, and got absolutely nothing done. Give me a quiet office with a door that closes any day.
But apparently, for millennials, the ability to work from anywhere is more important than having an actual workspace.
2) Paying for experiences instead of things
“Experiences over possessions” seems to be the millennial mantra. They’ll skip buying furniture for their apartment but drop hundreds on a weekend music festival. My son once slept on an air mattress for six months while simultaneously planning a trip to Iceland.
When I was their age, we saved for tangible assets. A house, a car, quality furniture that would last decades. Now they rent everything and spend their money on yoga retreats and wine tours.
They tell me memories are worth more than stuff, but memories don’t keep you warm when your twenty-year-old couch finally falls apart.
3) The constant need for validation through social media
Why does every achievement, meal, workout, and random Tuesday thought need to be broadcast to hundreds of people?
The constant posting, the checking for likes, the anxiety when a post doesn’t get enough engagement. It’s exhausting just watching them manage their online presence.
They explain it’s about connection and community, but from where I’m sitting, it looks like a full-time unpaid job. Whatever happened to living your life without documenting every moment of it?
4) Treating pets like children
Don’t get me wrong, I love dogs. But birthday parties for pets? Professional photo shoots? Anxiety medication for a Goldendoodle? When did animals become fur babies who need their own Instagram accounts?
My daughter spent more on her cat’s dental cleaning than I spent on my own. She takes “mental health days” when her pet seems stressed.
Growing up, our dogs lived outside, ate table scraps, and somehow survived without doggy daycare or organic grain-free kibble that costs more than prime rib.
5) Paying someone else to do basic tasks
TaskRabbit to hang a picture. Instacart for grocery shopping. DoorDash for every meal. When did everyone become too busy to handle basic life tasks? They’ll pay forty dollars in delivery fees to avoid a fifteen-minute trip to the store.
Sure, they argue it’s about maximizing their time for more important things. But what exactly are these more important things? Usually, it seems to be binge-watching another Netflix series or scrolling through TikTok.
We called it laziness. They call it “outsourcing.”
6) Job hopping every two years
Remember when people stayed with one company for thirty years and got a gold watch at retirement?
Now if someone stays at a job for three years, they’re considered practically ancient. My kids and their friends treat jobs like they’re dating apps, always swiping for something better.
They insist it’s the only way to get promoted or earn more money. Companies don’t reward loyalty anymore, they say. Maybe they’re right, but the constant starting over, the lack of deep expertise, the missing sense of belonging to something bigger? That can’t be healthy for anyone.
7) Living with roommates well into their thirties
At thirty-five, I had a mortgage, three kids, and a lawn that needed mowing every Saturday. My millennial children? They’re still splitting rent with strangers they found on the internet, labeling their food in shared fridges, and having house meetings about whose turn it is to buy toilet paper.
They say it’s economical and social. They enjoy the community aspect. But there’s something deeply unsettling about not having your own space as a full-grown adult. How do you build a life when you’re still living like a college student?
8) The obsession with mental health days
Now, I understand depression and anxiety are real. I watched my middle child struggle with both, and it taught me a lot about mental health. But somewhere along the way, every bad day became a mental health crisis requiring a day off work.
Feeling stressed? Mental health day. Tough meeting coming up? Better take tomorrow off to prepare emotionally. In my day, we called it pushing through. We went to work with headaches, heartaches, and everything in between.
Maybe we were wrong, but this constant need for emotional maintenance seems like another full-time job.
9) Refusing to answer phone calls
You call them, they don’t answer. Five seconds later, you get a text: “What’s up?” Why not just answer the phone? A two-minute conversation becomes a thirty-minute text exchange with plenty of opportunities for miscommunication.
They claim phone calls are invasive and anxiety-inducing. They need time to craft their responses. But human conversation isn’t supposed to be scripted. Sometimes you need to hear someone’s voice, their tone, their immediate reaction.
This digital wall they’ve built between themselves and real-time communication? I’ll never understand it.
Final thoughts
Here’s the thing: I don’t need to understand everything my kids do. Each generation thinks the next one is ruining everything while conveniently forgetting how their own parents felt the same way about them.
My millennials are navigating a world that’s fundamentally different from the one I grew up in.
Maybe photographing your breakfast makes you happy. Maybe working from a noisy coffee shop genuinely helps you focus. Maybe your anxious Goldendoodle really does need therapy. Who am I to judge?
But I reserve the right to shake my head in private bewilderment. After all, that’s what parents have been doing since the beginning of time.

