Time travel will be the death of man.
On New Year's Eve, I couldn't even make it to midnight and fell asleep at quarter after 11.
Today, my store manager walked up to me, handed me a card, and said "Happy birthday, Justin," then walked off. The first thought that went through my head was "Whoa, their info is way off, my birthday was way back in January."
Oh Christ, I am getting old.
Today, my store manager walked up to me, handed me a card, and said "Happy birthday, Justin," then walked off. The first thought that went through my head was "Whoa, their info is way off, my birthday was way back in January."
Oh Christ, I am getting old.