How do you personally deal with this? Is anyone in a same boat?
I work in a company where I'm easily the youngest person of the permanent employees ( I'm 25 ). All my coworkers are at least 30 to 40 years older than me. I have nothing in common with these people. I have active social life and act quite normal within my social circle, but as soon as I hit work it's like entering bizarro world where you can not even understand 'standard' humor.
I don't speak to anyone at work, tend to take all breaks only with myself and refuse to discuss anything else, but work-related stuff. People there generally have started to think I'm total asshole, but I rather be alone than listen fucking retarded baby boomer sheltered conversation and TV soap fucking opera analyzes.
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Most of the days I just keep going thinking that most of them will be dead or retired within 10-20 years.
I have a similar experience with my current workplace. The way I deal with it is mostly by pretending to be shy/awkward so my co-workers won't necessarily dislike me if I don't participate in their bullshit chats. Unfortunately within the last year two of the people I actually liked have left. I only really discuss work-related things with my co-workers.
At this point I've been there about a year and a half, and most of my co-workers seem to understand that I don't really want to have a conversation with them.
Also, avoid work social events (obviously).
If you're a normal person, you can work around age gaps. My coworkers range from a few years younger than me to about 40 years older than me. I have no problem getting along with any of them. Same with the organisation I volunteer for, where the majority of other volunteers are retired.
I'm not even the most extroverted person in the world either, I'm actually pretty introverted. I like make an effort to get along with people I have to work with, because it's best for everyone involved, and it's lonely if I don't. People think you're an asshole, because you are an asshole. It's not them, it's you.
