Saturday, April 29, 2017

Never again.

The youth in our ward hosted a bi-stake dance last night. Maybe 100 attended. Overall, it was a huge success, but the youth, only way to say it nicely, suck.

SUCK.

I would have taken lots of photos of the night if I weren't so angry at the fact that it took 2 hours for someone the get up and dance. I thought for a while that it was the music. The bishop even suggested it was the music, but I don't think so. Youth these days have a complex where they're all popular online, but offline, they're all, what we liked to call in our high school days, social rejects.

Too cool = Nigel no mates.

90% of the youth know each other. They attend church together. They attend school together. They stalk each other on Facebook. They're each others friends on social media, but in real life they were all strangers. Social awkwardness was obvious when kids pulled out their phones to walk by a group of other kids who were also on their phones. Youth held up the walls of the chapel when I had the priesthood take away the chairs that lined the edges of the gym.

It got better over the night, dance wise, but that was because some idiot genius put on I Wanna Sex You Up by Color Me Badd.

With 25 minutes to the 11pm hour, I turned the house lights 15 minutes earlier and had my brother start sweeping the dance floor.

I would happily be reassigned to my position in the primary for another 18 years over attending a dance with these youth again.

The Gospel is true Internets .. but the youth today are phone addicted imbeciles.

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