A couple years ago on New Year's Day, I stopped at my local Starbucks and, while the kid behind the counter got my coffee, I remarked that the year 2008 sounded like the future, like I should have come outside that day and seen a futuristic world. I silently rebuked myself for being weird with the barista, but he said "Yeah, I know what you mean. It's like 'where's my flying car?'
So maybe I am not as weird as I keep thinking.
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