When the new gates had been installed at Central for about a month, I'm there with my sweetie, and she's feeding her card to the machine. It spits it out. She feeds it in again. It spits it out.
Eventually one of the hall monitors comes over, looks appraisingly at the machine and pounds it, hard, with his fist. It opens.
I've been to the future. It's lame there.
Date: 2006-11-15 12:27 am (UTC)Eventually one of the hall monitors comes over, looks appraisingly at the machine and pounds it, hard, with his fist. It opens.
Re: I've been to the future. It's lame there.
Date: 2006-11-15 04:47 am (UTC)Dark Helmet