Our various offices are vying against each other in “Olympic Games” this summer, and each office is to come up with a country name for itself, a flag, and team photos. One of the managers from another office was telling a coworker and me that his team was going to use his last name and call their country Smithtown. I said, “Good thing your last name isn’t Jones.”
And everyone kind of squinted at me. Not because that was a really dark joke to make, but because they weren’t aware of my reference.
That, my friends, is how you know that your generation is no longer The Generation.
Then, because they asked, I had to try to explain Jonestown and it was just downhill from there. I finally said, “You know the ‘don’t drink the Kool-Aid’ saying? That’s Jonestown.” And if you don’t think that’s a conversation killer…