Good reasons to embrace this 'Netflix and chill' trend

I've recently came across several articles about us being a 'Netflix and chill' generation, with no apparent interest in going out anymore. I don't necessarily think it's true, but I can see why this trend seems to be a breaking point from the usual youngsters troublemakers behaviour.

I have to admit I've seen the change myself, not in the most recent years when Netflix came along, but when my friends started having serious relationships. During high school my group of friends was split in half; the couples, who would play card games at home on saturday night, and the singles, who would go out and drink at the same bar so often that the bartender knew our names. Yes, I said 'our', I was in what I believed was the fun group back then. I still do believe that's fun. During my year in England I spent more nights clubbing than sleeping, and I regret only very few of them! 

I don't think there have been thorough studies about this 'Netflix and chill' trend, but I dare to assume that if statistics could speak, the majority of people that would stay at home would be girls. Why? Just imagine wearing uncomfortable shoes all day at work, and an outfit that blocks your blood circulation in the most weird places, a bra that could easily be a torture tool, and layers of silicone on your face. When, in the evening, you manage to reach your sofa, throw your shoes as far as you can, remove your bra with a magician's skills, and release that one bobby pin that magically held your hair in place, there is no way that you would willingly get up, re-bra and wear something similarly or more uncomfortable than before just to go out. For what? Standing in a crowded place with an overpriced drink in your hand, pretending that you haven't already read on Facebook all the news and gossip your friends are talking about. 

You may wonder about students as opposed to 'adulting individuals'. Who wouldn't want to talk to real people, breathe some fresh air, finally look up from your monitor, after a full day bent over books and keyboards? Who wouldn't... Me! For example. Asking me to go out after what it seemed like two straight days and three nights of intense study was always followed by me scratching my head, looking in the mirror, not recognising my green-ish face, wondering how long have I had that cheerio stuck to my chin, acknowledging that I may smell, and I won't have time to wash my greasy hair if I accept to meet my friends in one hour. It's simply not going to happen. If I had Netflix, I feel like I would have used that as a perfectly valid reason to stay at home eating questionable breakfast food for dinner. At eleven. With my Italian flatmate who stayed at home to watch a football match without any of this social dilemma.  

You see, this 'staying at home' trend has always been around, we just didn't have a name for it, nor the media means to spread it worldwide and make it a generational motto. 

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