Not long ago, purchasing food and drinks was a very simple activity. You would place your items on the counter, engage in minimal conversation with the cashier, or at least acknowledge each other, and carry on. This method operated perfectly for centuries. However, some brilliant individual—most likely someone who’s never experienced the need to frantically grab a roll of toilet paper—came up with the groundbreaking concept of decreasing human interaction in that flawless process. I…
I literally didn’t understand a single word when the cashier said “just tap it” for the first time. I held…
I remember cabs. Real cabs, with their booming yellow color, and drivers who sat on their thrones like benevolent dictators…
There it is once more—that cursed red glow from above the intersection of Maple and 4th that does nothing but taunt me and mock my very presence. I’ve been lingering here long enough for the seasons to change, or at least it feels like I’ve been here that long. My coffee has gone from fresh and scalding to old and wet, having passed through the stages of its first existence. The radio has cycled through…
The other day, a scene caught my attention at the Natural History Museum. There was a woman in her twenties,…