Yeah, I was wondering about that, too. I suspect the answer is probably that they actually had no reason at all to think that, beyond a perception (true or not) that fewer “young” people were buying hot dogs there these days. But the absurdity of being angry because a demographic simply doesn’t want to (or can’t) buy things at a particular shop…
To be fair, that doesn’t mean the shop owners didn’t put up the sign. Just that, according to someone else, they were going to retire anyways. I’ve certainly see people get angry and blame someone else for a decision that had effectively already been made before the other person got involved…
Well, someone blamed millennials in a hilarious manner, anyways.
I am neither Christian nor Jewish, but I have always heard wisdom ring in this passage from the Book of Ecclesiastes:
For everything there is a season, a time for every activity under heaven. A time to be born and a time to die. A time to plant and a time to harvest. A time to kill and a time to heal. A time to tear down and a time to build up. A time to cry and a time to laugh. A time to grieve and a time to dance. A time to scatter stones and a time to gather stones. A time to embrace and a time to turn away. A time to search and a time to quit searching. A time to keep and a time to throw away. A time to tear and a time to mend. A time to be quiet and a time to speak. A time to love and a time to hate. A time for war and a time for peace.
100-year-old hot dogs? I’m reminded of an anecdote. Fellow places order in French restaurant. Waiter brings bread. Diner almost breaks teeth on stiff bread and complains to waiter. Waiter says, “But m’sieur, this is wonderful bread, superior bread! Napoleon, he LOVED this bread!” Diner replies, “Sure, but it was fresh then.”
IMHO a place selling 100-year-old hot dogs should either be closed or memorialized.
The residents of that area are a mix of “the poors” (both white and Latinx), the Yuppies and DINKs that moved in in the 80s and 90s, and the millennials moving in now. It’s an uneasy mix. There are a lot of people that are happy about the cleaned-up streets and taxpaying townhouse owners, and a bunch that don’t like the changes and the bulldozing of entire blocks in the name of progress.
I think it is impressive that the hot dog shop lasted this long. I lived in Cleveland very briefly in the late 70s, when I was there the steel mills in the Flats were just winding down so that this neighborhood would have still had all the toxic smoke, but without the jobs that usually go with industrial smoke. I think anyone who could afford to leave the area was doing so. The hot dogs must have been very very good to survive what must have been 3 or 4 major demographic changes in the neighborhood over the shop’s lifetime.
Boomers do hate Gen X’ers. Millennials hate Gen X’ers too. They want Gen X’ers out of the way, cause they’re old. But most Millennials apparently don’t know about the holocaust. It’s hate and hate speech all around. Boomers are OK Boomer, Millennials are Ok Doomers. I had a boss who acted like the Millennials on the team were sliced bread, but when they weren’t around, she called them the babies, her kids, wet behind the ears, said she had to take the kids to lunch. There is so much ageism against Millennials and older workers, it makes me sick.
It could be anyone. Besides, the false dichotomy of millenials vs boomers is just ridiculous. We have so much in common and if we don’t work together, none of us will have a thing.