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 Gen Z is more ambitious than advertised. Should not be such a surprise finding. When the odds are stacked against a person, chances are they will fight harder to overcome and prevail. Some will give up and accept their lot. There is no particular reason that one generation will have an extraordinarily low percent of fighters. When survival is at stake, chances are that people will more likely fight than not

Financial security is important to Gen Z workers, according to interviews with and surveys of about 100 Gen Z workers between November and January conducted by the Conference Board. About half of Gen Zers and millennials said in a 2022 Deloitte survey that they live paycheck to paycheck, and about 30% of each group say they don’t feel financially secure.

I personally know atleast a couple of dozen Gen-Zers and the majority are not lazy or lacking ambition. They arrived at the workplace following different paths due to family circumstances, quality of education and opportunities they had access to. Notwithstanding, they are making the most of the hand they were dealt with. There are a few that are living with parents, have failed to fully take off (if at all) and mostly it is because those parents have failed to set boundaries with their adult children. 

There were no expectations set for achieving freedom and independence by a certain time. These things have happened in all generations not just for Gen Z. It could appear that this generation is lazy because their parents are having to be a safety net for a lot longer for Gen Z because jobs are hard to come by and harder to keep given all that is going around. That is not because the kids lack ambition - times are just tough.

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