this-generation
Original: this-generation on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Transcript
Panel 1 (a young man with dark hair, speaking):
Man: I can't BELIEVE this generation.
Panel 2 (same man):
Man: My generation SLAVES away while they do NOTHING.
Panel 3 (same man):
Man: MY generation is SELF-STARTING. THEIRS expects EVERYTHING to be done for them!
Panel 4 (same man):
Man: WORST of all? THIS generation are under TWO FEET tall, and they expect YOU to wipe them after they crap themselves.
Panel 5 (the man now seen holding/standing beside a small child, talking to an older man with glasses):
Man: I just don't know what this country will come to with these people.
Panel 6 (the older bald man with glasses):
Older man: Anyway, sorry, you were saying something about how MY generation switch jobs too often and lack proper workplace decorum?
Panel 7 (the young man, sheepish):
Man: EAT SHIT.
Votey:
Handwritten caption beside a large grumpy face: "Back in my day, generations were arbitrary social constructs."
Man: I can't BELIEVE this generation.
Panel 2 (same man):
Man: My generation SLAVES away while they do NOTHING.
Panel 3 (same man):
Man: MY generation is SELF-STARTING. THEIRS expects EVERYTHING to be done for them!
Panel 4 (same man):
Man: WORST of all? THIS generation are under TWO FEET tall, and they expect YOU to wipe them after they crap themselves.
Panel 5 (the man now seen holding/standing beside a small child, talking to an older man with glasses):
Man: I just don't know what this country will come to with these people.
Panel 6 (the older bald man with glasses):
Older man: Anyway, sorry, you were saying something about how MY generation switch jobs too often and lack proper workplace decorum?
Panel 7 (the young man, sheepish):
Man: EAT SHIT.
Votey:
Handwritten caption beside a large grumpy face: "Back in my day, generations were arbitrary social constructs."
Alt text
A seven-panel SMBC comic. In the first four panels a young dark-haired man rants self-righteously about "this generation": he can't believe them, his generation slaves away while they do nothing, his generation is self-starting while theirs expects everything done for them, and worst of all this generation is under two feet tall and expects you to wipe them after they crap themselves. The reveal in the fifth panel shows he is a parent complaining about toddlers/babies. He says he doesn't know what the country will come to with these people. In the next panel an older bald man with glasses, whom he's been talking to, dryly replies: "Anyway, sorry, you were saying something about how MY generation switch jobs too often and lack proper workplace decorum?" The young man, caught in his hypocrisy, replies sheepishly, "Eat shit." The votey aftercomic shows a large grumpy old face with a handwritten caption: "Back in my day, generations were arbitrary social constructs."
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.