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Ditto, but I had a spooky event preceding that. A black robed guy wearing a wide brimmed hat (think Vatican Elite or something) walked into my uncle’s bedroom when I was a kid and held up two white T-shirts from Fruit of the Loom on brightly colored plastic clothes hangers, and said:
“We’re thinking about changing the logo, do you prefer this traditional one, or this modern one?”
And, me, being small child babu and scared out of my mind by having a tall, pale, black garment dressed figure in the room with round sunglasses went:
“Modern. It’s the Year 2000 coming up, the new millennium. Everything has to change.”
He laughed and thanked me for my time and then walked THROUGH THE WALL to leave, not through a door.
The next year, 9/11 happened, and everything changed. Still boils my brains.
Ditto, but I had a spooky event preceding that. A black robed guy wearing a wide brimmed hat (think Vatican Elite or something) walked into my uncle’s bedroom when I was a kid and held up two white T-shirts from Fruit of the Loom on brightly colored plastic clothes hangers, and said:
“We’re thinking about changing the logo, do you prefer this traditional one, or this modern one?”
And, me, being small child babu and scared out of my mind by having a tall, pale, black garment dressed figure in the room with round sunglasses went:
“Modern. It’s the Year 2000 coming up, the new millennium. Everything has to change.”
He laughed and thanked me for my time and then walked THROUGH THE WALL to leave, not through a door.
The next year, 9/11 happened, and everything changed. Still boils my brains.
That kind of thing used to happen a lot.
It really took a long time for doors to catch on.
Thanks Obama!
Did I do that right?