You may have noticed millennials — those born roughly between the 1980s and 2000 — lack certain basic social skills and polish, which are understandably hard to acquire with your fingers snapping selfies. However, this is where their value lies — they are social media savvy, forerunners of whatever’s running up front, but they can’t make eye contact over lunch. While etiquette services are springing up to address their problems in the workplace, it may take society a while to catch up, so it’s important to know what you’re up against.

Millennials do not say thank you. If they say anything at all, it’s an all-encompassing “no problem.” This is meant to be casual and James Dean-cool, except they don’t know who he is.

They do not recognize social obligations. Since everything is transitory — texts, email, tweets — your invitation likewise has no permanent foothold in reality. They change their minds in a keystroke and stand you up. If it’s “no problem” for them, it’s “no problem” for you. This brings us to narcissism.

Narcissists don’t acknowledge much except themselves, therefore, there’s no need for treading lightly and manners are mainly about others and not offending them. The parents of millennials didn’t whack them nearly enough, and, once you’re armored up with a thick sense of entitlement, society’s slaps on the wrist don’t hurt much.

Most frustrating of all is the way they ignore phone calls and emails that don’t interest them. It could be that you’re not part of their social network. The average millennial has about 250 Internet “friends” and you may not be one of them.

No problem, just unfriend them in your will.

Patricia Gannon covers society for The Acadiana Advocate. She can be reached at or at

Krewe of Zeus goes country

Lafayette’s éminence grise of Mardi Gras krewes held a country-western dance, its second of the season, at the Petroleum Club. This group gets together solely to dance and socialize, c’est tout, and does so about four times a year — forget the courts and crowns. Having themselves a cowboy Saturday night were rough ridin’ Peter Guidry and wife Carrie, good timin’ Cajun men Jeffrey David and Leo Meaux, and outlaw Sal Ghandour, who says his cowboy clothes still fit. “He’s been my cowboy for 43 years,” said his wife, Madeline. The trick’s not roping ’em, gal, it’s keeping them roped.

River Ranch hosts book reception

Friends and well-wishers of first-time auteur Krista Richmond gathered at Pour to celebrate “Spotlight,” her debut novel. “It’s about the world of celebrity journalism and how celebrities and journalists have to play together,” said Richmond. “It’s not true that celebrities hate journalists.” Toasting her success were George and Roxanne Graham, party girl Amanda Bedgood, über-photographer Melissa Andries, Home Bank’s Susan Fly and back office queen Lindy LeBlanc, whose Champagne and vodka cocktail also drew the spotlight. We heard it’s delicious, as is the book — the cover designer also did “Fifty Shades of Grey.”