Stuff like this wouldn’t bother me if it wasn’t for the fact states (like mine) are lowering the working age to 14, and it’s all my damn students talked about when I taught middle school - how excited they were to make money. If we still had some semblance of child labor laws, then something like this would be pretty benign; I wanted to work fast food when I was a kid, and plenty of kids like to pretend they’re store clerks or chefs. Not surprised it’s Chik Fil A.

If anything, my grandparents killed the guest room. My mom and I had to live with them for years, and after we both moved out they converted our rooms into crafting rooms. My mom and I live in different apartments, with no extra room, and they got rid of their guest rooms to have more space to craft stuff. Hardly what I’d call Millennials…