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Differences Between Gen Z And Millennials, And Why They Matter

The two younger generations share a lot of similarities, but not with everything.
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Generation Z, or Gen Z for short, is composed of today's youth born from 1997 to 2012. Many of whom are now in high school and college, with current fresh grads being the first of the generation to officially join the workforce. 

While Gen Z possesses many attributes millennials and Gen X had as children, there are still a lot of key differences that can cause a disconnect when assumed and not understood. Gen Z, after all, is the first generation of people who grew up fully immersed in technology. So while it's great to learn from history, it's also worth noting than Gen Z has history, Google, social media, and more.

Read on to learn about the new generation that's about to run the world:

What is the difference between millennials and Gen Z?

Millennials, on the other hand, are  those born from 1981 and 1996. The generation got a lot of flak early on for being "narcissistic" and "impractical," thanks to the presence of selfies and personal posts on social media, but as with any shift, they've also been identified as a generation that values experiences over things, emotional and physical well-being, as well as work-life balance over a rigid routine and a-little-too-straightfoward career path.

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Personality traits of Gen Z

Gen Z values working independently more.

Millennials in the workforce paved the way for open offices and collaborative startups, but it seems Gen Z is more into working (and living) independently and honing specific skillsets.

As an article on Forbes notes, "Gen Zers’ independence ties into their competitiveness, but they generally like to work alone. Many of them prefer to have office space to themselves, rather than an open, collaborative workspace. Many also want to manage their own projects so that their skills and abilities can shine through. They do not want to depend on other people to get their work done."

Millennials and Gen Z have different definitions of work-life balance.

Work-life balance was all the rage once millennials started dominating the workforce, a huge contrast to the "work, work, work you-reap-what-you-sow" mindset of the generations before them: GenX and Boomers. To millennials, it was all about establishing boundaries and doing things for self-love: work cutoffs, using up vacation leaves, dynamic freelancing, and working while traveling.

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For Gen Z, however, the line isn't as clear between "work" and "life" because of the evolution of many unconventional industries such as gaming, vlogging, fashion, and more where work IS life. Technology has also paved the way for more entrepreneurs to be able to launch new concepts at lower costs, which is why more of Gen Z see themselves running their own businesses compared to older generations who preferred salaried, corporate jobs or freelancing. "The Comparably research reveals that nearly half, or 45 percent of Generation Z respondents, say they would like to start their own business in the next five years; perhaps that’s because they, more than any other age group, are concerned about the impact automation will have on their job prospects."

They also bring more of themselves into their brands, from aesthetic to ethics, even politics. Nowadays, social media is no longer just a platform to market your products and services. It's a world on its own, with its own set of rules and consequences, and no one can weave in and out of it better than Gen Z. To them, branding is no longer just about credibility, but authenticity.

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Gen Z responds more to informative content versus branded content.

Millennials changed the way advertising was done. From the golden age of traditional media, the rise of creative, meme-generating millennials along with YouTube paved the way for more emotionally-satisfying marketing. Commercials started having more hugot and human story lines. Remember when the Jollibee ad made headlines for their #KuwentongJollibee series?

Gen Z, however, prefers a more direct, informative approach from brands. They don't want to be conviced through feels and promises, they want details and proof. Marketing manager and writer Pamela Bump even says, "if you're marketing to Gen Z, you'll also want to focus on content that feels more informative and less like an ad."

Older Gen Z versus younger Gen Z

As expected, it's typical for older members of Gen Z to find more similarities with millennials, with many of them growing up closely with older siblings and soaking up the culture and mindset of generations past. Older members of Gen Z also have more apps in common with millennials, such as Instagram and YouTube, while younger ones tend to lean towards Tiktok.

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Of course, Gen Z is all about customization, so don't let this article fool you either: there may be differences between the generations based on statistics, but each person will always have a little bit of Gen X, Y, and Z in them. It's okay if you don't identify as closely with your generation, it's what diversity is all about.

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Today, I am sharing my mother's story. I wish my mother was a constant in my life, like an angel who guards you to sleep and comes right there when you called. But angels come back home too, in heaven where they always belonged, and my mother went back a little early. My mother died when I was 13 years old. My last memory of my mother: Letting go when you are not yet ready is a very cruel thing that one has to ever experience. It is a sudden wave of total sadness and desperation crashing into your very core.

On the 28th of July 2013, we went to a resort in Bataan for the employees’ getaway. My parents own a 7-11 franchise, and it had always been a tradition to give their store clerks a get-together every year. I remember very well the last breakfast I had with my mother. The Sunday morning sky was clear and sunny, and the sea was calm and tranquil as we ate our breakfast on a cottage under the tall palm trees. She shared with us a strange dream she had the other night. She dreamt about an unknown woman holding an ice pick chasing her down on a dimly lit street, then she woke up just before the woman could grab her arm. We never knew what that dream exactly meant and now, I wished I never knew its meaning. After breakfast, my family and our employees decided to take a swim at the beach. The day was nice. The morning air may be chilly but the sun’s kiss on our skins gave us warmth. It was perfect. Everything is fine and the tides are low which made it very enjoyable to swim. We swam a little farther from the shore and we stopped to the point where the water reached our shoulders. We were talking about the good things in life and reminiscing the good old days. Those are the things that I’ve always loved about my family because I never had a meaningless conversation with them.

A few moments later, we heard a panicking call for help from one of our store clerks. It was Rachel. She was struggling to keep her head above water. She was already drowning but the odd thing was, she was only a few feet away from us. At first, we thought she was just playing around until we felt the sand in our toes dissolving like powder. It felt like as if the seafloor submerged deeper. I remembered sighting the shore and it seemed so close yet very far away. We were all panicking at that time. No one knew how to swim except my mother so without having second thoughts she swam towards Rachel and called out to my father, “Yung mga anak mo! Dalhin mo sa pampang yung mga anak mo!” and I never thought I already heard my mother’s last words to my father. I was paddling like a dog, gasping for air, as I say a little prayer to God to take us all back to safety. I felt my father grabbing our swimsuits, trying to lift our bodies so we can breathe even though he was also struggling to keep himself alive. Once I felt my toes touch the ground, there came a veil of relief that covered my whole body. As soon as my father and my sister made it to the shore we started calling out for help. There were no lifeguards on duty at that time, no personnel, nor guards. I saw my mother already floating in her stomach. We sighted a boat sailing nearby, we waved our hands and called for their attention. They almost ignored us because they cannot comprehend what we were trying to relay but the good thing was a passenger in the boat noticed my mother and Rachel in the water.

My mother’s body was laid on the shore. She was unconscious and her whole body was pale as white. My father performed CPR but my mother couldn’t get the water come out of her mouth because the food she ate earlier got stuck in her throat and blocked the passage. A concerned tourist offered his car to deliver my mom in a nearby health center or a clinic of some sort since the hospital was miles away from the beach and she needs immediate care. My father told us to stay in the hotel room and prepare mom’s belongings so that if she wakes up she has fresh clothes to change into. My sister and I finished packing our things and waited for our father to pick us up from the hotel. I was crying and I couldn’t stop myself because I was afraid to lose my mother. I couldn’t imagine what my life would be if I lose her that day. Moments lasted until we heard a knock on the door and it was my father, crying, and apologizing to us. He hugged me and my sister tightly and saying, “Sorry, anak, sorry hindi na uuwi si mommy, sorry hindi ko nasagip si mommy”. And that was the moment I felt sinking into the ground. I never knew what to feel at first. I was numb because my worries were now actually a reality that I have to live in. I was at shock because I am now one of the kids in those cliche teleseryes who lost a mother at an early age. We went to the health center to settle everything. The clinic was very small and it sure did lack equipment. He told us to stay in the car. I wanted to see my mom, but I know he never wanted us to see her like that. I didn’t know what to feel. I was having high anxiety levels that my stomach is churning and I wanted to vomit. I got off the car and entered the health center to find the restroom. When I was finding my way around, I passed by the emergency room. I saw my mother lying in a foldable bed, lifeless, her hands dangling from the side of the bed, she has violet bruises on her skin, and her body was partially covered with a white towel.

That is when it sunk into me that she’s dead and never coming back. My father asked the others to just commute back to Manila because what we need right now is comfort from our family. The drive back home was one of the most painful memory I had as a kid. My father was in the steering wheel crying his eyes out. We drove from Bataan to Pampanga. We went home to my grandmother’s house, the nearest house that we can call “home” because how are we still going to be “home” without her?

Once we reached Pampanga, we stopped over to the gas station and my father made some calls to our loved ones to tell them that my mother passed away. He then called my aunt to help him arrange for the funeral. We got home and my grandmother hugged us and told us to get some rest. Already tired of crying, I went to sleep for a while. I woke up and for a second, I thought everything that happened the other day was all just a dream. That she was there in Manila, sitting on the couch reading some furniture magazine, waiting for us to go home. But that’s how cruel life is, right? I got up and weirdly, I felt sands in the bed. It was gray, just like the ones on the beach. I thought maybe it was just dirt but it was a fair amount to believe that maybe she visited us before she left. - ?

- The part of how I conquered the grief of her passing is shared in my personal blog. I felt the need to share my story with everyone since she's the woman I look up to. Feel free to visit my personal blog too when you have the time. I love writing my stories. Thank You! link: http://qkathreece.wixsite.com/kathreecequizon/post/breaking-waves

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