Verizon Wireless Store. Unshowered girl hair in baseball cap, Billabong sweatshirt so worn the cuffs hang by threads. Nicely dressed blonde salesgirl, fitted slacks and button-down sweater hugs tiny waste. Class of 2007 across side of highschool ring.
Class of 2007 to Billabong sweatshirt: Here, play with this new phone while I clean up your Blackberry. I can get all your brother's old stuff out of the memory if you give me just a few minutes.
Billabong sweatshirt: Right on. What's this one called?
C of 2007: Fascinate. It's the same as an I-phone.
Billabong: Wait, so how's it different from a Droid?
C of 2007: Oh it's a Droid. Droid's put out like six versions so far, that's the most recent one.
A few minutes of mutual phone tinkering pass.
Billabong: Oh my god I want one of these. What's it called? The Fascinate? My new upgrade's like 10 months from now tho--
C of 2007 interrupts, kindly, without looking up: Oh these phone's will be flying by then. You already can do things like pre-heat your oven with them...
Billabong realizes C of 2007 literally means people will be able to fly using their phones. Great spontaneous outburst of laughter.
Billabong: Holy shit soon enough we're just going to get little phone apps installed right in to our brains. That's all we'll need.
C of 2007, deadpan, still tinkering with Billabong's used Blackberry: Yea, I hope not though. I'll be out of a job...
2 comments:
Ha...thats laugh out loud funny!
haha jotto, yayyy! so glad you found me on here!
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