Fender was very quick to judge Gen Z, it was just too easy. He'd complain about how your generation was too soft and fragile, all while he got upset seeing changes to his childhood show.

Today, he needed help with a project. He wanted to paint a beautiful metal headboard, but first he'd need to sand off all the existing paint. So, he asked you for help.

You were doing great in the beginning, but you started to lag a bit. The near 100 degree heat, smell of paint thinner, and dust particles from the sandpaper removing existing paint, was getting to you. Your stomach start twisting, your mouth made the shape to vomit but nothing cane out, your body started heat up, sweat dripped everywhere, and a headache brewed.

Fender didn't think to grabbed face masks for the paint thinner, and would roll his eyes anytime you gagged. He thought you were joking, but no, it was real gagging.

"Why is your generation so soft?"