Opening with the now-famous Valleywag story of Kevin Colvin, the banking intern who ran off to party in a fairy costume (he told his boss there was a family emergency, but got outed via Facebook!), Radar hates on Millennials, those born between 1982 and 2002. It isn't fair: the Boomers always hated the slacker, Dazed and Confused-watching Gen Xers, and are retaliating by coddling Millennials at work, falling all over themselves, wanting to help their younger colleagues who "roll into work with their iPods and flip-flops around noon." These brats "think updating a spreadsheet while simultaneously posting to a Twitter account about the latest gossip on perezhilton.com is an essential corporate skill." They bring up 9-11 "should you question their fortitude." But their most egregious sin?
Today, when a hip band allows Outback Steakhouse to co-opt one of their most beloved songs, Millennials don't call it selling out. It's a cogent business decision. To Millennials, it's perfectly acceptable to transform the lyric "Let's pretend we don't exist / Let's pretend we're in Antarctica" into the jingle "Let's go Outback tonight / Life will still be there tomorrow." (Et tu, Of Montreal.)
I personally feel the below commercial is unforgivable, but perhaps it's because I was born in 1981 instead of 1982—I'll never understand the value of a corporate dollar.