It’s Friday evening here in New Zealand, and another work week has just reached the end of the line.
My commuting costs were nil, my conversations with coworkers and managers were limited to the comfortable arms-length of phone calls and email, and no one disrupted my work by demanding that I attend to their needs right now, like some sort of needy toddler.
To this slightly-reclusive introvert, it was bliss.
A topic that is flooding news sites at the moment is how hard it is to be a member of the Millennials, or Generation Y. Putting the inflammatory comments about entitlement from the Boomers aside, the general victim mentality of the Y’s towards those who came before is bewildering.
As a member of the younger generation, here is my assessment of how to make it in the new world.