QUIZ: Which Generation Are You Actually From?

A strange man in a corduroy blazer hands you a wet, lukewarm brick in the middle of a JCPenney parking lot. What is your immediate cultural touchstone?

• I immediately try to plug a 3.5mm auxiliary cord into the brick so it can play Limp Bizkit.
• I thank him profusely, take out a 30-year fixed-rate mortgage on the brick for $14, and rent the brick out to a single mother for $2,800 a month.
• I film myself crying while eating the brick on TikTok because the brick didn't validate my attachment style.
• I scream at the brick because it is an omen from the Prussian Kaiser that the turnip harvest has failed again.
• The brick is my father. I put him back in the glovebox.