Since last year I’ve gotten three new podmates at work, all millennials (those born in the 1980s to the early 2000s).
One just turned 30, one just turned 27 and one, at 22, is younger than my favorite denim jacket that I still wear.
I call them my pod kids and they call me their pod mom.
Of the three, the 30-year-old was horrified to learn that she is a millennial. She had me watch a “Millennials in the Workplace” YouTube video that hilariously portrayed her generation as, among other things, always expecting a reward for doing their job.